As some of you will already know, we have recently sold our home set on almost 3 acres of gardens which I created from a paddock that had been unused for over a decade, but once was part of a dairy and potato farm. The photo below was taken a couple of years ago, and apart from more garden beds and plants, and trees, it is still basically looking like this.
Our intention is to eventually move to warmer climes, in Queensland where I was born and schooled. Preferably central coastal area. I’ve been searching the real estate websites and have earmarked a few beautiful old Queenslander style homes that would scrub up well with a lot of love, sweat, money and no doubt a few tears. Below is a couple of pics of such homes which of course will be sold by the time we are ready to seriously look at buying.
The first of the problems listed for us now, is a biggie – we need to find a rental home here for a few months at least, as my husband would like to see out a few projects he’s involved in with his company before leaving Melbourne. Rentals don’t seem to be too thick on the ground from what I have seen so far, and of course there is always the added issue of our being a 1 dog and 3 cats family. Last time I ever had any reason to rent (many moons ago!) property managers and owners didn’t like pets too much.
Settlement of the sale of our house won’t be finalised till early December so it’s actually too early to get too panicked about finding a rental, although it weighs pretty heavily on my mind every day.
We have packing to do. Some boxes are all ready and waiting to be filled, but I just cannot decide where to start and what to pack yet. Anxiety attacks are common each day when I try to tackle it, but I am sure it will all fall into place soon. Well it will have to won’t it?
My thoughts of this being the right time to sell up have been proven right (for me at least) with the recent works in progress on the paddock next door. The builders are erecting a house quite close to our fence, very quickly. Thank God we won’t be here, is all I can say! The house is barely a metre from our side fence, and I’m betting they will put a tin roof on it too, which will cause an awful glare on those rare sunny days! With almost 3 acres to set their home on, it fedaddles me as to why they chose to build it so close to the front of the block and so damned close to our fence!
I am daily thankful I planted conifers along our fenceline before our house was even designed! They do an excellent job of keeping prying eyes from seeing too much of our place. (I know, I’ve been over there and checked it out!).
Nothing ever goes smoothly though and the noise and movements next door have freaked out one of our cats, the eldest, Missy Clarissa who is suddenly too scared to venture out the door. Hence, her toilet habits have been disrupted hugely, and our white carpets and my ensuite have been on the receiving end of her little ‘parcels’. Not nice! I’m beginning to wonder if she will ever settle especially when we move to a rental which is highly likely to be in a much more populated area than we have been living.
I am just going to have to deal with it – this is what we women are good at doing – dealing with issues that are plonked in front of us to try us. As the saying below says:-