How I wish I could turn back the clock and take my own advice. How I wish I hadn't been persuaded by the experts or believed them when they said everything was fine...
We needed to reduce our notice period to get the sale through. We negotiated. We got out of it. All so we agreed a completion date.
How I wished I hadn't.
We're now up the foul-smelling creek without a paddle.
The day we were meant to exchange (in fact after our solicitor attempted exchange twice that day) we got a phone call from the estate agent saying there was a bit of a problem with the seller's onward purchase. Cutting a long boring story short (trust me, we've heard the estate agent go through it enough times, as if repeating the story makes us feel better), a couple of major issues came up on their local authority searches and they need a certificate to get their mortgage. It's going to take 8 weeks to get. We only have 4 weeks left on our tenacy...
And that's before we even start to think about the affect on the rest of the chain...
So why on earth have they been chasing for exchange?!
They weren't ready!
I don't believe for one minute that they have only just become aware of this... they've not even sorted the mortgage!
I'm angry. I'm upset.
I'm homeless.
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