I’ve tried to keep these posts cheerful to show how grateful we are, how thankful we are for this home. And we truly are. But there are after effects of what we have been through recently.
The major one is money. Or debt really. This has wiped me out financially. I have had hundreds of pounds in court costs – luckily we are allowed to pay it off weekly but it’s hanging there as an extra bill for quite a while now. There was the cost of the storage and removal van. I have had increased living costs which made it impossible to save for this stage. Food and travel being the two big changes to our budget.
But worst of all has been walking into an empty home and having to refurnish it from scratch.
We had a home. We had everything we needed but we had to give it all up. We were repeatedly told B&B was our only option. We couldn’t afford to store it all so it had to go. This is what makes me so cross really. They knew for long enough that we weren’t making ourselves intentionally homeless. They could have skipped the emergency housing and the threat of B&B. They could have moved us directly here where we could have brought our stuff with us.
Instead, we had to rely on the kindness of a charity to provide us with beds. On family hand downs for a sofa. I have spent what little saving I’d had on a washing machine because when you added the bus fare and the cost of the laundrette it was just silly to throw money away like that.
We are happy and we are thankful I promise. But I’m fed up of having no drawers for the kids clothes and no table to eat at or for my daughter to do homework on. I’m frustrated at the lack of bookshelves or toy storage too. Silly little pieces of furniture that you take for granted. Things that I had but couldn’t bring.
Starting over in a new home is no fun when you have no money!
OK. Rant over. I shall post about fluffy happy things tomorrow.