It was as if he was having a premonition of what lay ahead of us. Tearing apart and rebuilding this house was going to put an end to our Mr & Mrs Smith boutique hotel weekends away, my spa breaks with the girls, his Sunday morning football league with the lads, along with gigs and overpriced gym memberships. Goodbye fun, hello hard graft.
Sounds like they were just desperate for a home, cuz this makes me feel like they didn't want that house in particular, but maybe they had a hard time finding another place so they settled? ~Z
