Post by wildlifefriendly on Jan 25, 2011 21:13:43 GMT
I was inspired by Merlin’s story and how he was meant to live in his cottage. It all happened differently for me but I was meant to live here.
At eighteen, when I was looking for my first house, this one was on the market too. It was way, way out of my price range but it’s good to dream. What I could afford was a tiny, two up, two down, terraced cottage in need of some serious work. With no money but loads of determination and some help from friends I transformed the cottage and sold it a couple of years later for a nice profit. I realised if I kept going I could have the house I wanted. I ploughed all the profit from the first house into a larger house and did the same again, and again, and again.
My last house was in Watford, I did think I had bitten off more than I could chew this time. Luckily I had just met the OH and decided I’d quite like this one to hang around for a day or two
It took us three and a half years of working evenings, weekends and all our holidays to transform it. Once we’d finished we celebrated with a well earned holiday. Waiting for us when we returned was a letter from my brother containing the details for our house, it was on the market again.
We made enough from the house in Watford to buy our house outright. Hard work does pay and dreams do come true.
The house did/does need a lot of work but it is so much more enjoyable do it to our tastes rather than what will sell.
At eighteen, when I was looking for my first house, this one was on the market too. It was way, way out of my price range but it’s good to dream. What I could afford was a tiny, two up, two down, terraced cottage in need of some serious work. With no money but loads of determination and some help from friends I transformed the cottage and sold it a couple of years later for a nice profit. I realised if I kept going I could have the house I wanted. I ploughed all the profit from the first house into a larger house and did the same again, and again, and again.
My last house was in Watford, I did think I had bitten off more than I could chew this time. Luckily I had just met the OH and decided I’d quite like this one to hang around for a day or two
It took us three and a half years of working evenings, weekends and all our holidays to transform it. Once we’d finished we celebrated with a well earned holiday. Waiting for us when we returned was a letter from my brother containing the details for our house, it was on the market again.We made enough from the house in Watford to buy our house outright. Hard work does pay and dreams do come true.
The house did/does need a lot of work but it is so much more enjoyable do it to our tastes rather than what will sell.
