If you've been following me for a while here, or on Instagram, you'll be well aware we've been trying to move house.  Despite having only lived here for just over two years now, we always saw this house as a vessel to get our foot on the bottom rung of the property market.  We renovated and decorated with that in mind (the house is completely painted in white, for instance) and nearly all our decisions have been rooted in the thought that this house, although much loved, is fairly temporary.To cut a very long (16 month) story short, after heaps of house viewings and offers falling through on other houses, a few weeks ago we were finally very close to moving.  A three bed Victorian semi-detached with a drive and a garden, on a quiet road in a fantastic catchment area - just what we wanted and the perfect home to (maybe, once we've caught up on sleep!) expand our precious family in.  We'd had the survey done on the house we were moving to and so far, despite being in a chain of five, everything had gone smoothly.  We'd had a builder friend of ours come and see the house and we'd drawn up plans to reconfigure the downstairs.  I was pinteresting like MAD for inspiration, and even spent a whole evening looking at different hinges and brackets for kitchen units on the IKEA website.  Our hearts and minds had already moved...

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