Houses.

We found our dream house. A house we could imagine our futures playing out together. A house we could spend the best part of the next ten years living in, being happy in. We spent days upon days meeting with the bank, meeting with the financial advisor, meeting with the estate agents. We spent hours filling in paperwork, making trips to the post box to post documents and I spent the entireity of the past 8 months savings only to find out we couldn't have it.
Everything I've been so happy about the past few weeks has been ruined. All those houses we passed up on seeing because we had found one, all that time, money, energy wasted and now I never want to step foot in another potential house again. Because? Because it hurts too much when you find the one you want for it all to go to shit.
So, I feel like there are two options here. Option one, buy a flat, a new one that has no structural problems to worry about but lacks any sort of personality, originality and practicality. Live in said flat for a maximum of 5 years because it is neither big enough for a dog nor big enough for a baby, not to mention the cat. Make barely any profit on said flat when it comes to moving and expect a high unexpected increase in mortgage repayments on any property therafter but, have more money for holidays (because there always has to be at least one positive).
Option two. Do nothing. Stay as we are, live separate lives, have all the money we earn to spend on whatever we want. Have no dog, no family, no future and no chance of buying a property because house prices will be too expensive come the end of this year.
Option three, of course, would be to look into the costs of sorting out said problems. But with a partner who is dead set against that and inlaws who consider the house 'a money pit' what are the chances of that being considered as an option.