2016, how do I go about describing you? Never mind the celebrity deaths, the political upheaval, and the general disarray you seem to have caused; you were one of the biggest, toughest, most exhausting, but happiest years of my life.
After 2 years of searching, January would see us finally finding and having an offer accepted on the first home we would own together. I knew that the system for buying here in the UK was essentially a long poker game where you throw a lot of money at solicitors whilst hoping no one pulls out, but I hadn’t realised that even though we were in rented property, deposit at the ready, ready to go, and no one in the chain would try any funny business, we wouldn’t be picking up the keys until MAY. Yup, May. (And it feels like every day between those two dates was spent on the phone trying to move things along!)
But that day, when it was finally ours and we drank champagne out of plastic cups and ate a picnic on the empty floor made it so very worth it.