Quietly terrified that they won't take the house, that we'll get stuck with an aging and decrepit white elephant that someone will buy for a song and then sell for a bajillion. Or that the roof will cave in over our heads one day from neglect and sheer exhaustion.
It's bad enough that we're getting about 30% less than what was originally offered us 10 years ago, thanks to a neighbour who wanted more than the buyers of the time were offering. We're also being paid the 2012 value of the land in a 2014 market - people are paying 25-30% more for property this year than they were paying 3 years ago. But we're trapped at 2012 values on the option.
I'm tired. And stressed. I want a smaller house - a nice house, with a flat yard that I can garden in, on a smaller property in a nice area. We've been promised the money and I trust my mum; I don't trust the freaking developers who've been stringing us out for the last 18 months.
And it's exhausting, looking at houses and watching the market and thinking how little we'll be able to afford by the time we actually get the place settled.
It's bad enough that we're getting about 30% less than what was originally offered us 10 years ago, thanks to a neighbour who wanted more than the buyers of the time were offering. We're also being paid the 2012 value of the land in a 2014 market - people are paying 25-30% more for property this year than they were paying 3 years ago. But we're trapped at 2012 values on the option.
I'm tired. And stressed. I want a smaller house - a nice house, with a flat yard that I can garden in, on a smaller property in a nice area. We've been promised the money and I trust my mum; I don't trust the freaking developers who've been stringing us out for the last 18 months.
And it's exhausting, looking at houses and watching the market and thinking how little we'll be able to afford by the time we actually get the place settled.