I dream of houses with open fires and gardens with plastic flowers and trampolines. I look at houses with open fires and gardens that could house fake foliage and bouncy things. I fill forms in, double check them and hand them to agents, sometimes along with a bundle of cash. Then I wait for the call that inevitably tells us the landlord went with someone else.
Eight months of househunting and we have not even a sniff of a moving date. We have put ourselves forward for five properties. All three/four bedroom houses. All bar one went to people without children, and even the one that did go a family, went to one with just one child way past toddlerhood.
It seems landlords when given a choice, and they all get a choice in our town so lacking in rental property, choose not to let their family sized homes to people with young children. I want to be angry at them, but it is their house, their choice and they probably think their investment is safer out of a three year old’s reach.
I want to be angry at the couples who are taking up houses with two or three more bedrooms than they need, but it is their prerogative to have a spare room and an office if they can afford it.
It is a shame we can’t buy. A mortgage on the sort of house we need would be less than we would pay to rent a similar property, however despite a sizeable deposit we cannot borrow enough to buy.
So we cannot buy and we cannot find anyone to rent to us. We seem to have slipped into a gap in the housing market, we can afford to move but cannot find anywhere to move to. I take the rejections to heart, even though I know there is no malice intended. It brings back memories of being picked last for PE. It makes me feel inferior, not good enough.
Well, I am drawing a line in the sand. I want to feel settled and I don’t want to be grumpy anymore. OK, so we have no garden where we live now, but we do have a gloriously sized 2 floor maisonette. It laughs in the face of many the little boxes we have looked it. It has no lawn, but our lounge is practically the size of a 5 a side pitch. We will stay here, and make the best of it. Our home has no garden, and no wood burner, but it does have a whole lot of love in it and that is enough.
Love Miss Cisco XXX