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I feel your pain. We did the move a month ago.
We had to do the removals ourselves due to lack of availability with moving companies. My wife had unplanned surgery the day before the move so was no help and I walked into a house with the carpets crawling with moth larvae and mouse corpses under the kitchen units.
I've a solid 3-5 years of getting this place to scratch, work isn't exactly quiet at the moment, the cars on its last legs and the kids are on summer holiday while I continue to WFH.
Chin up, you'll get there.
Grumpy_Git
Vent post, feel free to ignore this - I don't need any validation, just need a place to let all this out.
We put in an offer on a place a month or two back which we didn't expect to be accepted; when it was we were pretty agog so we had to get selling our place really quickly. We hadn't been thinking about moving so I hadn't considered the impact the stamp duty was having on the market and as a result I was more or less totally unprepared for how utterly savage things are at the moment. I mean I know it's the London property market, it's never quite been a walk in the park, but things do feel even more feral atm. And I feel utterly unprepared for it.
We're now on the 'easy' bit - draft contracts have been issued for our buy and our sell, and now it's just getting the lawyers to actually fix up before the 'proper' work of moving starts - but I am already foaming at the mouth stressed and feeling like I don't have the brainspace to do all this AND handover our RTM company to the other directors AND my full time job AND do all the logistics for the move.
I know moving is a bit like snowboarding - you never truly gain control of it, the best you can do is become comfortable with being out of control - but for someone like me who likes routine, and likes consistency, and likes coming home to a nice house rather than a building site (this new place is a state) I'm really feeling out of sorts with the whole thing.
Last time I moved, into my first ever owned flat, everything was exiting and a novelty. Even when I was clearing up rat shit from a flat without a working front door and no elecrics in the middle of February, I had a real sense of excitement and new possibilities. Now I just want it to be over.
I'm sure it'll be worth it but right now I'm in the panic/slog mode and we've not even really got started yet. Big sigh.
Right. Thanks for letting me vent. Back to it.