Bring The House Down

Basically we've been planning to move house since like last september but it hasn't been going too well at all for us.

I'll admit, i've been putting up a fight against moving for the past year and i still don't want to move but the house we found a couple of weeks ago is amazing and perfect for all of us. Three floors, large bedrooms it was lovely, me and my sister would have our own floor and bathroom i was actually really looking forward to it. (rather ironically after the amount of fuss i've caused recently about going)

But mum rang me today and told me that the bloke selling the house has now decided to take the house off the market because he wants to wait to sell it until next year so he can get more money for it.

Considering how rich this bloke is in the first place a few grand extra next year wouldn't make much difference to the bank. When we viewed the house he had a porche GTA, a hummer and 2 Harley Davidsons on the driveway. Inside was all newly decorated and in the main bedroom he had a glass safe with 2 rolexs and two other really expensive watches the name of which i do not know.

So everyone in my family at the moment is not best pleased as we were all looking forward to moving in there but now we have to try and find a new house within a few weeks to keep in order with the moving agreement we've made with our buyers.

You'd think i'd be happy (ish) because it means moving is pro-longed and i get to stay at home for longer and i am happy about that, its what i've spent months arguing for, but i've seen how upset my family is about it especially my mum and i feel really bad because of how happy she was.

So its truely been a broken biscuit evening for me and my family.

I've just realised that this is the first official broken biscuit day since i started this blog! Well there you have it, the very first.

A bit boring weren't it? lol