Interiors

Why Rightmove and I are ‘consciously uncoupling’

Some people are addicted to cigarettes, others to chocolate or spending. Me? I’m addicted to Rightmove.

I know I’m not the only one. I know lots of people love having a nosy about what’s on the market, if only to keep on top of property prices in their area. I’m not one of those people unfortunately, I cannot just have a quick search and leave it. A few months ago I set up Rightmove alerts, I selected a realistic price range and area and forgot about it, I thought it would save me time given that ‘last 24 hours’ is my jam anyway.

So now I am constantly bombarded with alerts telling me Mavis from two roads away is selling up or the Johnson’s from the other side of town have decided to sack it all in and move to Bora Bora to pursue the natural life.

You might be wondering what the problem is… The problem is I start to compare my home those for sale, thinking how lovely it would be to have off road parking or another bedroom. However, in my years of stalking the property market of South Suffolk and North Essex I have not seen another house which makes me feel the way my home does. We were so lucky to get this place and it still makes me smile every single day. Sure, it has it’s problems (*cough* we have damp…) but it’s home.

So, I’ve made the councious decision to uncouple from Rightmove. I’m turning off the alerts, deleting the app and unbookmarking the website. It’s happening. Let’s be honest, a massive detached farmhouse is not going to turn up in my budget so I won’t be missing anything. We have lots of things to look forward to with the house – not least the new bathroom which is being installed in May – we have decided to make 2017 the year of home improvements. The ghastly metal shed is going, garden furniture is coming in and we are visiting the garden centre on Saturday… This is not a joke but when I suggested the garden centre to Mike earlier this evening he jumped up and down with his hands in the air like a 10 year old that’s been told it’s a happy meal for lunch.

So basically, be happy with what you have – there will be someone out there who would love to be in your position – and stop comparing your home to others. Oh, and when you feel like considering moving, just remember you’d have to deal with estate agents.

Here endeth the proverb.

Pheasant

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