One Door Closes, One Door Opens

On the Move

One of my worst fears became reality this week. Our apartment lease isn’t going to be renewed in July and we have to move. Aaargghh! I personify that phrase an “Englishman’s home is his castle,” in a womanly kind of way. My home is my haven. More to the point, I have lived in this home for five years, all the time I’ve lived in Australia in fact, and now I have to move. I have often wondered how I would fare in this worst case scenario  of having to up sticks and in truth, I’ve always thought not very well. Not very well at all. In a complete meltdown kind of way.

Well, you know what, after the initial shock, I didn’t meltdown at all. Which I think surprised everyone, especially myself.

I am  however very sad about the  untimeliness of my exile. I had really wanted to be with my mum on her 70th birthday in the mother country in July. I know my rain check is only temporary, that time is man made and that I can cross the pond for bigger, better albeit belated celebrations later in the year, but it still hurts.

Missing out on the big birthday is a major bummer but  I am starting to think that leaving our apartment isn’t such a bad thing after all. After five fabulous years, maybe it is time to move on. You know what they say, a change is as good as a rest.

I have a love/hate relationship with renting. I love the freedom of responsibility it gives me, I can live and leave as I please and I don’t have to worry if parts of the place fall off, break down or come unstuck. However, I hate the insecurity of  living year to year and hoping on a wing and a prayer that the lease will be renewed.

I know it’s a cliche, but it’s true… as one door closes, another door opens (literally!) We’ve come to think  that maybe this is really a good  thing. We seem to be splashing so much cash on our rent, we’re thinking we could best invest our money in our own property. A home of our own. 

Buying a House

It feels frightfully grown up, extremely exciting and more than  a bit scary; it’s such a big commitment, in terms of money, and to each other!  House hunting is a hobby we can learn to love together. I am sure we will hone our conflict resolution skills to perfection in our efforts to come to agree on prospective properties!

I will embrace the opportunity to declutter and feng shui my life – what I don’t need and what I don’t love will be on a one way ticket to the charity shop or on to Ebay.

Of course, it’s only natural that I am driving myself crazy not knowing how things will pan out. I’m still a control freak. I hate the not knowing. But I’ll suck it up and get on with it. I learnt a lot from Cancer and the most important lesson, is to live in the present and enjoy it. If I have  positive thoughts, they will generate positive feelings and will attract positive life experiences with  positive outcomes. Way to go!

What do you love/hate most about house hunting? Pray, do tell!

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