No going back
It's exciting, but it's now dawning on me that I will have to say goodbye to the first home that Fiance and I bought together. The flat where we got engaged. The flat where my dad put up the shelves/blinds/curtain poles, and Fiance's dad fitted most of the lights/plugs/wiring.
Neither dad will ever get to see the new flat.
I feel kind of like I'm saying goodbye to a(nother) little piece of my dad by leaving the flat, and moving to a place where his presence has never been, nor will ever be in future. It's kind of weird. Although I'm excited about moving there, it's a strange feeling to know that I'll be living somewhere that my dad never saw or approved (although he would have approved, I'm sure of that!).
It feels like I'm breaking some sort of unwritten rule, spending all that money on a property without my dad seeing it first.