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Does anyone know any details about the fabric in this picture? I'm into it.

The first gift I ever bought my husband was a SodaStream, and it's still going. A little hack, instead of soda: add 1 part fruit juice to 3 parts soda water. Orange juice and soda water = poor man's mimosa. Lovely.
For a price comparison: In the UK, the SodaStream system is cheaper, but the refill canisters are much more expensive.

These are all very good tips! If driving a car a long distance, spend the money to have a full inspection before the trip. The emotional consequences of a car break-down during a move are not worth it.
We moved from California to the middle of Canada, drove our car (about 38 hours), and paid $500 bucks for a towing package and $1100 for a large U-haul trailer we towed behind us. Instant stuff, and no need to worry about movers. Driving with that much weight the first day was a little scary, but not having to wait or depend on movers when we arrived at our new home was the best.

I'm marrying into a fixer-upper...husband-to-be found the house and rented it out. Now we are moving back to his hometown with renovation of this beast as an excuse. All of the home renovation shows prepare you for the budgeting woes, but they only include small quips about the stress of the project on the relationship of the couple involved. I'm sending this article for the HTB right away.
In addition to the things mentioned above, I've heard it's best to research prices in the area, get the house appraised, then try to figure out which fixes are your indulgences (AGA cooker) and which will add value (finishing the basement). Want more reno nightmares? Watch Holmes on Homes.

I've been in a similar situation. Assuming that your landlord won't budge (as others have said: check your rights, use all of the angles!), in my case we put together a living schedule (via e-mail). A schedule where one person was able to have run of the house basically (aka live alone), and the other either stayed out or stayed in their respective bedroom. The schedule could run for a week or a few days, whatever is comfortable. On my banished days, I lived like a ghost in the apartment. I worked many late nights at the office. Found excuses to stay out late with friends or exploring a new bar. My social life thrived, and my work was always complete and on time. If I was staying in my room I read books, joined Netflix, had take-out picnics. During the times I had the run of the apartment, I could have guests over without worry. I also made a rule with myself: Accept the situation. Don't talk about it with your friend incessantly, or ruminate on how unfair it all is. Get through those months, then move on. The last month of a tenancy is looking for another place anyway.

My luxury is something I never knew I was missing: our roof terrace is the size of our small studio flat. In London, space is such a premium, so this flat space does just the trick. It doubles as a garden, a private park (for picnics), a private beach (for sunbathing), a reserved seat for fireworks, and an outdoor office (w/wifi).