Who’s running who?

For the past four weeks, I have done nothing but run figures.
Now the damn things have turned and are running me.
number crunchingI wake up and they’re flashing through my head.
I have breakfast and I’m mentally counting.
We walk the dog and I’m weighing up taxes and utility bills.
We come home and I put pen to paper to do my calculations for the nth time.
I go to bed, and the numbers haunt my dreams, being nothing to do with the Suduko book on my bedside table.


I used to pride myself that if you gave me a list of figures, I’d balance it twenty different ways.

number jumble 3At least in those days I’d get the same answer.
In my spreadsheets I had little counter-checks to make sure I did, especially as the figures I analyzed and produced were vitally important to my job and the Company Shareholders.

It’s not happening folks.
The figures I’m playing with these days are essential to our survival and way of life, but nothing is balancing out.
We are traveling hundreds of miles in search of a property to buy, and one minute we have ZERO options, the next three possibles.
We view, we cost, we ditch.
Days later we are back in the car, four viewings, all unsuitable.
We come home. We recharge our batteries. I calculate some more.

number jumble 2We find THE PERFECT property, completely by a chance visit into an agency where it has just been released. It’s beyond our budget, but we think what the hell, let’s put in an offer. After all, it’s what our Agents are pressing us to do.
Our first offer is rejected, but we are encouraged to up the stakes, and agree.
Cue sleepless night after yet more number crunching.
Our second offer is considered, and there is some promised juggling behind the scenes as we have exceeded our maximum but the Agents are keen for TWO SALES.
More pressure.
We keep getting in the car.
We keep looking.
Like buses, we see none of interest for ages, then three come along at once.
All different. All possibles. More figure minefields.
Another toll on the grey matter, another restless night.

number jumble
This morning, we were both so shattered, we could hardly get out of bed.
We dragged ourselves up, had breakfast, walked the dog, talked some more, listed our options, discussed the pros and cons, did the sums as we listened to the peace and tranquility of the woods.
We stopped off at the supermarket on the way back and bought sticky buns.
We came home, had our treat with a cup of coffee.
We were exhausted.
We turned off the mobile, disconnected the home phone, locked the doors.
We went back to bed.
And slept for four hours.
number clock After the Bank Holiday this weekend, we will start again, but for now, WE ARE UNAVAILABLE.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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5 Responses to Who’s running who?

  1. Crooked Tracks says:

    Finding a house is such hard work, the housing market is very tight here.

    • We have conflicting news in the media. In London house prices are soaring, elsewhere in the UK they are dropping. More properties are coming onto the market, but the asking prices regardless of area are unrealistic. We are now seriously considering a ‘project’ of a gutted property as our budget is so restrictive, though we will have to live in it as we go.
      It has a loo, so that’s half the battle I suppose!

  2. janegundogan says:

    I feel for you. Finding the perfect home is a challenge. Fingers crossed that your next viewing will be your last viewing.

    • We are forever hopeful. Shutting ourselves off for the Bank Holiday has been a good thing. We can now think properly and work out our next plan of attack!
      I’m hoping this move will be our last.

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