Fickle follies

Last week were ready to put our life savings into a heritage property in a very commercial part of town, and this week we are about to put it into a very traditional mock Tudor style house on the edge of the poshest part of town that needs some work but that we can just move into. DH and I spent the whole evening weighing up the pros and cons, and decided to invite my mom and dad to see where we are considering sinking out fate. The good news is the mortgage rate has gone down and these sellers aren't wanting to close for five months so there is a chance the exchange rate will go up a bit and we don't have to play double rent. They have triplets so tidying for open houses and getting everyone and the dog out of the house for viewings are not easy. We are hoping they will be glad to have an offer on their pocket now for a slightly lower price.

Anyway, I have a ton to do tomorrow because I won't have Monday afternoon again to do my planning because I will be having the golf all sized pus ball squeezed out of me. Must get to bed at a reasonable hour.