This post is another one of my ‘less about food, more about how stressful buying a house is’ kinda posts. You see, we should be near to exchanging the contract on our new house… but the tricky world of property law has other ideas. Instead we’re in a pickle with titles and Land Registry. In short, there’s something going on with titles that I don’t quite understand and our solicitors are yet to agree on a solution. It could take days. It could take weeks. And we’ve already handed the notice in on our flat. So technically we could be homeless for Christmas. **YEY**
I’ve inhaled some pasta, out my PJs on and sat myself on our new sofa with a glass of wine in a bid to ‘feel a bit better’. I’ve cried at work three times this week (which is very embarrassing) and had numerous mental breakdowns over the whole thing. From now until the 21st I’m going to act like it’s all OK and hope for the best. If we don’t complete on time, we’ll simply put our stuff in storage and sleep on people’s sofa until it’s sorted. It’s not ideal but you gotta make the best out of a bad situation.
I’d feel a whole lot worse if I didn’t have a nice glass of Temperanillo so I’m going to sit back, drink and worry less. And then eat some chocolate!
Hayley Jayne xx