When enough is enough

After putting up with a lot of issues with our house, which in isolation would be easier to cope with, we have decided to start looking for somewhere else to rent. Our minimum tenancy is almost up, and we are so depressed whilst here it's unreal. I actually feel worse returning home in the evening than arriving at work first thing in the morning! Skewed!!

The final straw came when we attempted to turn the heating on with no luck for 20mins. The heating has proven tempermental before in that once you turn it on, it is pretty much guaranteed to turn itself off again within an hour. As it's now November and getting cold, it ain't good! Especially as the heating unit is located in the bedbug-ridden dining room, so you have to strip off in the cold before even entering the room in case one of the blighters hitch-hike's its way to other rooms.
So, after waiting 2 months for the shower to finally get fixed; 5 months of waiting for the bathroom window to get fixed (still waiting!); co-existing with bedbugs that were already resident in the property before we were; the heating dying and the general state of neglect - although the latter we were happy to ingnore as tht's why the rent was so low - we have decided that enough is enough. It's even worth paying the letting agent administration fees again to get out of this house.
I am a concerned about moving during Gareth's Masters, but he has said that he finds it hard studying here anyway due to the atmosphere etc.

Tonight we are going to look at a house about 10mins drive from this one. I expect it will be smaller, but if it means that we will not be paranoid about every black speck of dust, it's worth it!