Oh my god, whoever invented money needs shooting

So, at least we reached a compromise on the honeymoon, resulting in swapping Aruba for Fuerteventura, saving us £700.

We got a loan so husband-to-be can get a replacement car.

Which resulted in house hunting??!

How did that happen? It's a great thing, don't get me wrong but I'm pooping bricks here at how much money is soaring around. Can we afford loan repayments, a mortgage and the ability to have a life?? This juggling game didn't seem so complicated before we actually started playing it.

So we are viewing a house tomorrow, well actually viewing a new build site after pretty much deciding online which house we want on a shared ownership scheme. I'm sure they will help tomorrow, and we can reserve a house ready in September or maybe extend our wait to the next phase of houses next year. Deposits, interest rates, building and contents insurance, endowments and tracker or fixed rate.

It's all very exciting, and we want one of these houses so bad, but can we afford to take the plunge?? I'm talking 8 months-18 months away I guess. But with our impending nuptials looming ever nearer, I guess the stress of planning and calculating has been tripled in only 2 days!

Growing up...me....I love it :-)

The big White dog-rodent had his plums chopped off a few weeks ago. It was like a soap opera trauma for me, abandoning him in that cage, anxiously awaiting a phone for whether he had lived or died. But of corse my big loveable clumsy bulldozer is home and back to his usual self. Those hormones best shift quick as I won't be happy if there's no change in attitude after 5 months.

He's also decided to be a complete and utter knobblet this new year by chewing up the laminate flooring edging/skirting. Hope the cougar gets splinters in his belly.