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We’re slowly (or more speedily depending on my mood) moving towards selling our house and buying another one. We’ve been talking to real estate agents, solicitors and finance brokers. Our buyer seems to be getting everything together for a smooth transaction (touch wood) and we seem to have found another house.
Today I’ve been really sad at the thought of moving out of our current house. It was the first house HUBBY and I ever purchased. It has been the scene of many a great time with friends and family. It was where we found out that we were pregnant and where we brought the Little Man home. It’s been the place that I’ve escaped to when the outside world has gotten too much. It’s the place where we brought George home. It’s been our home; not a house.
I love this place. I love the way it’s evolved and I’ve really loved doing things to it to make it our own. I know that any house we buy we’ll make our own, but I’m just reluctant to move. I know what our lives are like in this house, I don’t know what they’ll be like in the new one.
I’m also sad to be leaving Queanbeyan and to be moving back into Tuggeranong Valley. I really like living this close to Canberra City. It’s where we go when we want to go out. I like the shopping options here in Queanbeyan more than I like the options in Tuggeranong. I like the life we have here.
I know that by moving to Tuggeranong I’ll be closer to the office when I return to work, but it also means that we have to try and find an open registration at a childcare center and I have no idea where to start looking. We’re also going to have to change our car registration over, the dog registration and we’ll be paying more for our fuel and groceries.
On the up side we’re going to be closer to a lot of our friends so hopefully we’ll have more drop-in’s and visits.
The house that we’re hoping to purchase has a big yard and so we’re going to have the opportunity to have a veggie patch and chooks. It also means we’ll eventually be able to extend as our family grows. The house desperately needs it’s bathroom, ensuite and kitchen redone. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that the thought of leaving my near new home to go slum it until we can afford the renovations doesn’t scare me.
But it will mean that this blog will move into another area I always dreamed of covering; renovation! (I’m following in the footsteps of my Pea; One Craftee Mumma) I am excited about being able to design and execute my own bathroom and kitchen. I can’t wait to be able to pull everything together and do it all on a budget.
I’m looking forward to the challenge of learning how to garden. I’m really looking forward to garden parties with my little boy. (Boys have garden parties, right?) I can’t wait to actually grow our own food.
I’m looking forward to seeing the dogs in their own space. I’m glad that we’ve been able to move so we can keep the dogs.
There’s a lot of positives about the move and I am eternally gratefully that we’re in a position to be able to move. I guess I’m just mourning the loss of our present, but I’m excited about our future. I know that where ever we go and whatever we do we’ll be ok as long as we’re all doing it together. It’s all just a big adventure.