It all started with the closure of one of my favourite shops on the lane. Soup Dragon, a kids clothing and toy store, lost its lease and was about to be unceremoniously turfed out. ED was changing.
At the same time, I couldn't bear the idea of being separated from my gorgeous babies when I went back to work.
My husband C and I started talking. We love our house and we love the area we live in. We have friends here, for the first time in London, who we met in the community. Our kids have friends. There are parks and playgrounds and toddler groups. But East Dulwich is expensive, and we couldn't afford the house on one income alone. We found out how much our house was worth now (jaw-dropping moment and totally not what our mortgage company was telling us), and started looking at what we could afford if we sold our house, moved to commuterville and de-leveraged. Another jaw dropping moment.
So we sold our house and we found a house to buy and weeks passed in this crazy way of buying and selling houses in England. We're close to exchange (at which point, finally, everyone will be legally committed), and the reality that we are going to move to Kent is sinking in.
I'm going to chronicle our moving process, which is just now kicking off and is about to move to mach speed once we finally exchange those pesky contracts. Wish me luck and I hope you enjoy the ride.
Well done, looking forward to hearing all about it xxx
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