Getting The Keys To My First Home.

This. weeks post is definitely one that I didn’t think I’d be writing for a V E R Y long time, yet, here we are I guess! If you’ve been following me on social media, then you’re likely to be aware that I had been undergoing the whole mortgage process, and oh boy, was. it stressful. I’m not going to go into too much detail in this blog post, as I fully intend to dedicate a post to all things mortgage related and shared ownership. A few of you guys at requested a blog post on the process as it’s something they’ve looked into but never really understood, so of course, I will attempt to explain it all properly at some point. 

However, this week, I just wanted to share about how the first week in the house has been and just a little life update in all honesty, as buying my first home is probably one of the biggest things to happen in my life so far. 

 

I’ve Got The Keys!

I feel as though the expectations of getting the keys to your first home is really hyped up. I thought there would be champagne popping and like an overwhelming sense of achievement, but really it was trying to digest as much information as possible and having the overwhelming dread of everything that needed to be done before we could move in.

Still though, getting the keys was really surreal feeling and having renting before it took some time for it to sink in that this house was my house and that all of the stress and tears over it all were worth it.

Unpacking My Life.

The majority of the past week or so have consisted of trying to make my way through more boxes than I could have ever imagined. At certain points, I was convinced that I’d never see the end of the boxes and that the house was never going to look how I wanted it to, but alas, we’re a week in and I’ve finally gotten through a mountain of belongings. I don’t think you ever truly release how much pointless crap you own until you move. I think I’d sent about 4 bin bags of clothes to my local charity shop in the end and I still feel as though I have way more than what I need. 

About an hour into moving all of the boxes though, I actually took a tumble down the stairs and split my head open. Which was an injury that I really could have done without, but I suppose it meant that I could spend all my spare time at home to sort everything out to the best it possibly could at the moment. 

The First Night

The first night was slightly hell-ish, simply because our adorable little Dachshund, Duke, was really unsure of the house. Not in the sense that he didn’t like it, but I guess he really just wasn’t acquainted with his new surroundings, so he spent the first night crying and yapping, as though it was the very first night we’d got him all over again. 

Luckily, after 3 days of being moved in, Duke is now running around and quite literally loving every minute. Plus, we’re finally making up on the sleep that we’ve missed out on over the past few nights, so it’s a win-win! 

Making The Place Feel Like Home.

When looking for a house, we knew what area we wanted to live in and that we wanted to go for a new build, simply because we rented older properties previously and knew that we didn’t have enough money to begin renovating an older home, even though we would have loved an older property, it just wasn’t feasible at the moment. The joy of a new build though is that everything is new and shiny and pretty much ready to move into, so with a few nails and prints and adding our furniture, it looks like a fancy AF home pretty much instantly. At the moment, the entire house is painted white, but me being me obviously wants to add as much colour into the house as possible. With new builds though, you do have to wait sometime to redecorate due to settling snags as the house ‘sets’. So although it’s feeling like home, we’ve still got a long old way to go!

I can’t wait to share my home journey with you all! 

Until next time x 

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