This was supposed to be our ‘forever home’, the one we bought a couple of years ago to eventually renovate and adapt for our family. And that plan was still THE plan, right up until a three weeks ago, when we realised that Covid, plus some other annoying factors had maybe rendered that idea implausible for our family.
Remortgaging wasn’t the best option
Remortgaging to release equity, during a pandemic, is seemingly a bonkers thing to do as lenders tighten their belt and computers say ‘no’. Lending to buy a new property though, and the belt is a little looser and the computer umms and ahhs and says ‘go on then’ a little bit more.
Back to good ol’ Rightmove
So, we find ourselves back on Rightmove every moment of the day, scanning Zoopla and setting up alerts on On The Market; in search of the ‘perfect’ family home for us.
Period features make my heart sing
We love period properties and our heart is drawn to Victorian and Edwardian terraces; but the sensibility and clean lines of new builds (or nearly new builds) wobbles our head away from the cornicing and the fireplaces in search of ease and lack of ‘work’. Leaving a potential renovation project here for another seems mad!
When you know, you know
Knowing when you have found THE property is so hard isn’t it? And of course, we have to be in a position to proceed, so listing our house and having it ready for photos, virtual and physical viewings means that all those little jobs that we’ve put off for so long are now pertinent. Our current house has a weird kerb-appeal after the previous owners bricked up the front door in favour for a larger front room; trusting that there will be a buyer looking for quirk is currently more than I can bear!
The worry it’s the right decision
I can’t help but worry though that it’s the right decision. We are so happy in our current home that the trade-off for less work, more space, seems bloody risky – what if we don’t find somewhere we truly love? I keep lying awake at night doubting the decision to move and mulling it over in my head, over and over again.
The search continues…
We’ve seen some amazing places already – one gorgeous Edwardian terrace in the centre of town that was perfect in every way and totally non-negotiable. We’ve seen a lovely 1930’s semi that nearly felt like home… but not quite. There was also a Stucco-fronted end of terrace with balcony, four floors and a granny flat in the basement, but again, not for us. You know, when you know, don’t you?
Where’s Kirsty and Phil when you need them, eh?