So one big thing that's been going on in my life lately has been the process of selling my house and looking for a new, bigger one with my other half. It's been quite a rollercoaster... I moved a few times as a kid, but as an adult, without my parents, I've only ever moved from a rented flat into a rented house (so an exciting improvement), and from a rented house into buying my first one. So it's always been about leaving somewhere that wasn't 'mine'/I was just renting and somewhere with issues. This time it feels so different. This has been my house and home for years. I've loved it here. It's such a cool house, with lovely wooden floors, original 30s/40s doors with bakelite handles, a beautiful south facing great sized garden, a quiet street. But, unless we extended and lost the space/drive on the side (it's a semi-detached) it will always just be a 2 bed house, and when you both work from home and have fair bit of 'stuff', there ju