There has been much of it today.
The valuer has stuck to his guns and is insisting that the properties we put forth as examples of comparable sales are all superior to ours. How a smaller house on a smaller block in a crappier location can be superior, I don’t know, but that’s the way it is. He didn’t budge one dollar.
So our options are to take out the ridiculously expensive 100% loan (it’s really insanely more expensive – probably around $250 a week when all the fees etc are added up) or take far less than we actually need and magically find $40k (must remember to check my jeans pocket).
We did try talking to the builder. He was utterly unhelpful, and actually tried to tell leigh she was mistaken about the $25,000 difference between his estimate and final quote, even though we have both in writing.
So, basically, we’re screwed. We really can’t afford to do this. But if we don’t, well it’s close to five thousand bucks down the tube and Hugo will have to sleep in a cupboard.
It's not easy being green (and pink) 
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