It seems the housing market in Newbury and Thatcham is just as stressful.
"It's a seller's market," said Ant, matter of factly. He's trying to find a two bedroom house in Newbury. Unlike me though, he has two incomes and quite probably a bit of an inheritance. From the overheard conversations he has with estate agents most mornings, I'm assuming that properties are being sold quickly, above the asking price and without too much reference to other people who've registered an interest in viewing them.
This doesn't make it much easier on my own emotions. It's a game of high numbers it seems, where your entire future seems to depend on whether you can grip hold of the ladder before other people.
Shelter, the homeless charity tweeted today that their figures show that "Renting for life leaves your family half a million pounds worse off compared to buyers."
It's ruthless, quick and cut-throat - three things I am not.
Come on, losers! Jump on the merry-go-round! What do you mean it's spinning too quickly? This is nothing! Get on quick before we speed it up.
Actually, that seems like a pretty good metaphor to me. Eventually the carousel spins so quickly that bits of it start breaking off and people get thrown off their horses. Then it slows down horribly and nobody can get off at all. It's a horrid game, really isn't it? Round and round we go.
My friend Paul says I shouldn't settle for anything less than a miracle. I feel like I don't have the ability to settle for anything other than a miracle sometimes - the merry-go-round is spinning faster than I can run. If it were a year ago, it would be easy. If it were seven years ago, it would be unbelievably straightforward. If I had two incomes, if I had ...
The chasm is far too wide
I never thought I'd reach the other side
I have to hold on to something.
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