Posted: 31/08/2014 at 11:55
Well, I suppose this ties in to why I've not been here at all lately. I've been given the great task of finding somewhere new to live after the landlord decided it was time to sell up and uproot us from our home, and the little garden we loved and put a lot of money into.... Hit us hard, and was time consuming finding somewhere to live that was affordable, within proximity to the allotment, which sadly fell the the wasteside (is that the right turn of phrase) the past month and is just a bunch of weeds, and our potatoes were rotten, broad beans ruined with rust... ho hum.
Long story short we've hopefully secured somewhere for the end of next month, it just feels so unfair to leave where we love, and pay a fortune to go so he makes himself a sweet little profit... Business heh? I can't begrudge him selling his own property, but it hasn't half ruined the best time of the summer for me, sent my anxiety rocketing with strangers coming to the house every day to fix things we were promised would have been sorted when we moved in.
We'd waited a year for the damp to be fixed, we finally got it sorted, the next day he comes around to say sorry but he's selling. It's one way to make you feel worthless and undervalued isn't it?