It’s been such a long time since I last posted which gives you a bit of an idea of the head space I’ve had available. I’ve been incredibly stressed about lots of things, but let me give you the update.
I went for the interview in Swindon. It lasted 4 hours and I was pretty sure it went very badly.
The following week they called back and offered me a job. YAY.
The week after that, they called back and offered me a lower paid job. Not so YAY.
I went back to negotiate a little on the salary. They came back, via my voicemail and met me half way. YAY.
We ummed and ahhed and weighed up the pros and cons and I finally decided to take the job. YAY.
So straight away we had to switch our search area. The negotiation had taken place on the Friday, the day before we were due to go on holiday, but by then we had started looking for houses to visit. We cancelled 2 we had planned to visit en-route to holiday and threw in a different 3.
On the Saturday we packed up for our hols and headed off early to view the properties. One was just outside Newbury and was really lovely, very detached, big garden, but it was very isolated with no community around and a drive to a primary school, the noise of the busy road behind. We had a nagging feeling about it, not least because the family selling were doing so to be closer to Newbury, presumably as they weren’t in a good catchment for schools (we looked it up).
One house in Malborough was just very unsuitable. On a busy road and the garden had been photographed to look bigger. Grrrr.
The final house was just lovely. Big house (5 bedroom) with lots of receptions and a decent garden. However, it was in Pewsey which we thought might be ok, but after chatting in the car, decided it was just too far out from family.
So we went off and had a lovely holiday. I accepted my job via email whilst away and we did a couple of planning evenings, picking houses to visit on our return visit. Hubby headed up to a higher place to make all the calls (we had no mobile) and booked 7 visits. arghhh.
So we left our holiday on Friday and after a visit to friends en-route and a tyre blowout on the M4, we spent the night at family near Newbury. My Mother in law came over the following morning to take the children and we began the mammoth task of visiting these houses.
I can tell you a valuable lesson. If a garden has more than one photo and doesn’t look big, it’ll be big. If a garden is shot in 1 photograph and looks massive, it’ll be tiny. TINY! Bloody estate agents.
The two houses we liked the most were the surprises as far as gardens go. One would require a big building project and the other none at all.
One of them is getting a second visit on Friday.