Well, it’s been a whirlwind of a week in our house and there hasn’t been much time for blogging. Normally I like to share all the things I’ve been up to. But this week, there’s only been one thing on my mind – houses.
On Monday I went to view a house I’d spotted for sale. It was a very different house to the ones I normally look at – modern, on an estate and with enough bathrooms to keep everyone happy. I didn’t really expect to like it, but I did. It felt very warm and inviting. None of the maintenance issues of an old house, no creaky floors – plus, lots of light and a decidedly un-Edwardian sense of space and flow. If I lived somewhere like that I could just worry about fun things like choosing paint colours and new carpets. I’ve never lived in a modern house and I must say it’s very appealing.
We haven’t been planning on moving, but I like to keep an eye open for nice properties. But of course, it’s then difficult if you like them. You’re not in a position to proceed until your own house is on the market, and it’s all a rather complicated situation of putting the cart before the horse.
I don’t really want to leave our house, but it’s possible to fall in love with the idea of a different way of living, whilst still loving your own house. We decided we really liked the place enough to decide to try to scramble to get our’s on the market. Sometimes impetuous decisions can pay off. So, I spent the week cleaning, sorting and talking on the phone.
Inevitably, though, we were too late and someone else got in there first. So, now I have an extremely tidy house, full of flowers – all ready for a party which has been cancelled. I’m quite relieved really, as I’m not entirely sure I could face the hassle and upheaval of moving, but I do feel rather flat and confused now. Should we put our house on the market anyway, and see what happens? Or just sit and think for a bit longer.
I’d love to make our house work better for us as a modern family. More bathrooms and more light would be wonderful. I’ve always felt a little ambivalent about our house, never loving it as much as our last house. But I think this upheaval has made me realise that I’m actually a lot fonder of it than I realised. It’s a home for now, but maybe with a bit of work it could be a home for the future too.
So, now, it’s time to talk to some builders. Which terrifies me. I guess in the end it comes down to what scares you most – taking a chance on a move, or living with the chaos of major building work.
I feel a bit wrung out now and I’m looking forward to a nice quiet weekend in our (for once!) tidy house.
This week, in between fretting about houses, I have also enjoyed…
Watching the conclusion of Dr Foster on BBC1. What a series!
Buying a new bobble hat and jumper ready for some colder days.
Eating rice cakes and peanut butter. I need to eat better next week…but, seriously, these are my comfort food.
Drinking lots of cups of coffees with friends and having some much needed catch-ups.