Oh lordy, the house project. It has been creeping up on us for a few years now. I remember when we first moved in, and the husband going to get me a cup of tea in the morning, and coming back what seemed like hours later with the words ‘this house is flipping HUGE!’ Well, huge was an exaggeration, but after our time living in a tiny flat in London and renting a compact 2 up 2 down in Roath, it did seem pretty big.

Of course now we’ve got three kids and the house doesn’t seem so huge any more. The youngest two share a room, which makes bedtime harder work than it should be, and we all fight over the tiny bathroom (I’m not joking – it’s smaller than the average en suite). The only loo is in said tiny bathroom, which makes mornings fun and often extremely shouty. And though we are lucky enough to have 4 rooms downstairs, the layout means that when when I’m in the kitchen after school sorting food, washing, etc, the kids are all off in the living room 2 rooms away – it all just feels very separate. I know soon enough they’ll be teenagers and won’t want to spend any time with me anyway, so I want to make the most of these precious in between years!

In an ideal world, I’d really prefer just to move. That way it’s a week of chaos and you’re done. But we’re pretty much priced out of the market where we want to live. Added to that, we do have a fantastically convenient spot, if not in the most salubrious part of Cardiff. So – builders and chaos and six months of stress it is.

Now I just need about £50K and somewhere for the five of us plus cat to live between March and August next year…

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