I, or better we, my family and myself, finally made it to Scotland.
But we did not get to buy our own house just yet. Our house buy fell through, but I was more than happy about it.
It just wasn’t the house. The house itself was nice, but we all know that “nice” is “shits” little sister. Also I did not like the location one bit.
Within less than a week from when we knew we won’t buy said “nice” house, we had to find a place to rent.
We have been to Scotland to view houses a couple of times though we couldn’t really afford it and every time a lender/ property broker heard we are currently not working we did not get the letting, despite the fact that we offered to pay rent a year upfront!
So deary, imagine the following:
You have to find somewhere to live within a week, because the army wants you to vacate the army quarter, sort out removals, sort out schools for the children and find a new job.
So in the end we where kind of desperate and when I phoned up the last letting I found, I just lied! And I did it without turning into a overripe tomato!
I said we are employed and are happy to pay 6 month upfront rent!
So now we are living in a cottage that is so small, you can’t even fit a tumble dryer in and some of our things are stored away.
You might think, I am Rockefeller. Oh I wish I was.
In the end my husband and me found good paid jobs and am about to apply for a mortgage again.
13 years ago I visited Scotland for the very first time and now I get to live here, finally!
And with a little bit of luck, we get our own house by the end of the year. It would be so nice to celebrate Christmas in our house…..
So I keep on hoping, keep on fighting for the good and better things in life.
After all we all deserve the best, do we not?!