"I get knocked down, but I get up again"

That we were sold a golden goose and got a tiny, constantly pooping fluffy duck instead. Lol.

That’s about the long and the short of it there.

Alun and I were young and naive when we saw the house we live in. We were taken in by all the fancy coating the owners had plastered over all the brokenness and as every year goes by (it’s been almost 5 years now), more and more of the house starts to fall apart.

Al and I try to joke about it “bloody house hahahhaa” but it’s to keep us from crying because we invested so heavily in something so easily breakable. It’s like we spent our life savings on magic beans and got really, really ripped off. In some way, we are responsible and I know that…but in so many ways, we were recognised as vulnerable and taken for a ride.

Sigh.

Anyway. Slowly, Alun and I are saving up and fixing all the shoddy things in our home. It gives us purpose, draws us together and gives us pride in seeing things of QUALITY fill our home. Little by little, we are getting there with new taps, a new garden hose and workmen who are right this minute rebuilding our outdoor decked area with proper structures rather than gaffa tape – as we discovered a few weeks ago – much to our horror.

GRR.

I’ll add pics of our home below from my phone after work today – you’ll hopefully see how Alun and I so easily fell in love with the place.