I’m unsure of the title of this feature already. To some it may sound as if we’re emigrating, or at least perhaps moving to a different country within the UK. Actually we’re not doing either, but a few weeks ago we made the decision to move far enough away from where has been our home for the last decade, to make it feel like a significant change.

As some of you may know, we’ve been trying to move house for almost a year now. We initially sold our current property in May 2015, for over the asking price, within a week of it being on the market. We were quite naive in thinking we would find the family home of our dreams quickly and almost five months later and without even getting to the stage of putting in an offer on something half way suitable, our buyers unsurprisingly pulled out.

We have a list of “must-haves” and a list of nice to haves but also areas we’d be more than willing to compromise on – we would be more than prepared to take on a project (although mainly along the lines of extending/cosmetic work rather than complete re-wiring and replacing an entire roof) and we felt than up until recently, our search area was fairly expansive.

We live in a sought after area of the West Midlands, great schools, excellent access to motorways, every conceivable amenity and yet it is all rather pretty, green and “rural”. The village next to ours has frequent trains to both central London (an hour and 30 minutes) and Birmingham (25 minutes) – so it’s commuter friendly too. Apart from an 18 month stint in Derby, I have always lived in the same area, my parents live five minutes away, James’s Head Office is a fifteen minute drive (on a bad day!), Mabel’s nursery is literally at the end of the road and many of our friends are near enough for a night out to cost less than a tenner in a taxi.

I guess it’s easy to see why initially we were so keen to stay. And after making wise investments in property over the years and working extremely hard to save for the “forever” family abode, we just kind of assumed that by now we would be at least choosing bathroom tiles and enjoying the benefits of considerably more space. Instead we have very recently re-sold (hooray!) and are almost back to square one with the search.

Our first major hurdle has been how much we love our current home, it’s very light, we are both fans of period features (it’s an Edwardian semi, built in around 1905) and it’s very VERY quiet. Our master bedroom backs onto a school playing field, so the views are lovely too. Essentially we are looking for the same house only well, bigger. And detached if possible. Within a school catchment area. Not on a main road. Preferably with a shop and a pub within walking distance. And at least enough parking for two cars. And a decent sized garden….Hmmm. Can you imagine the look on Kirsty and Phil’s face if we were on Location Location right now? It would be frown central. Because actually, perhaps we’re not that willing to compromise at all.

The biggest hurdle has been the quest for the era/style of home we’re after. Anything from the 1930’s onwards then there is a wealth of choice, anything built before that then it’s open days where you’re jostling with 25 other families to look at the downstairs loo and bidding wars at dawn.

After many a frustrating viewing – the last one before our decision to ironically, compromise on the location, ended with me walking into the hallway, wanting to cry and walking straight back out the front door again, we decided at that point something somewhere had to give. And that was the where bit.

It started with a house in the Cotswolds. Under budget (more on this later) and ticking almost every box imaginable. It would be an hour commute for James, we would have to change Mabel’s nursery (not necessarily that simple), we would be moving even further away from James’s family (they live in Cheshire) and we would no longer be close to my family and our friends. Commuting anywhere would be no where near as easy and straight forward as it is for us now, in terms of either of our jobs and associated commitments.

But the villages are stunning. There are some excellent schools. And the houses are beautiful. Cotswold stone with original sash windows? That. Essentially we could live very comfortably in a house we love without mortgaging ourselves up to the hilt. In the area we live now we were struggling to even view places we thought were “ok” at our very maximum spend capacity. To give you an idea on the pricing difference, our current home has sold for £410 a square foot, we are looking to buy at around £200 a square foot. A lot more for your money as they say, at least we have been getting lots of money from the dream jackpot games. 

I won’t go into too much more at this stage as I don’t want to jinx anything but will definitely be sharing any updates and news. I’d be really interested to hear any stories about those of you who have/are considering moving out of your “comfort” zone (I can’t even begin to imagine the reality of those of you looking to buy property in London and the surrounding areas) and how you found it.

If everything goes according to plan life is going to be different, it’s going to be a lot more about country walks and outdoor activities rather than a trip to Selfridges but I’m really excited and ready to embrace the change. Also, I’ve always wanted an excuse to buy a really posh pair of wellies…..

All of the above images are from my instagram, I’ll be sharing our home buying and decorating journey if you fancy a butchers.