Earlier this year...or no, it was actually last last year, (der!) there was a My Place and Yours I loved reading, but didn't participate in. I thought about what it would be, my clothes, my sewing machine, my couch etc, but couldn't really decide. But as Paul Young is my favourite singer EVER I have been humming along to this song for many many years- and now it has hit me.
2 days ago we got our Notice to Vacate- after 5 and 3/4 yrs, my landlord wants to move in and my little Miss and I are on the house hunt trail. Wow. Shock. Anger. Fear. What wasn't I thinking? My first thought was devastation- I had an amazing pair of friends 2 houses away I don't think I can live without; I can walk into IGA with no bra on and messy hair and not feel like any one's looking at me; this is my home! Where I breastfed my little girl and she learned to walk; where she ate cat poo and we got a cat and dog (in that order, too!); where there have been 6 birthdays; 6 Christmases; where I threw her fathers clothes on the front lawn and told him to never come back (he believed me the 3rd time!); where I studied and gained my third university piece of paper; where my love of sewing came out. And that's just me! Imagine a 6yrs old reaction.....
But isn't it funny how things turn out. In reassuring my girl we would be fine ("I am not living anywhere with a landlord AGAIN!!!) I told her "I don't care where I live, I'd live in a stinky toilet as long as I'm with you" (which didn't get the expected giggle until much later) I realised I was actually telling the truth- the crazy girl is all I need, and as long there is a roof over our head, we'll be fine.
This is what has made me contemplate moving quite a few suburbs away, wheras I thought I could never leave Yarraville; a whole new area to explore; a new house to make homey; new people to meet; new take-a-away places to try; new ops shops to find; my positivity astounds me. My successful battle with drinking has left my head clear and my mind ready to open a new chapter, a fresh start and see what happens.
Does anyone have any boxes?
17 comments:
Bloody hell, that's big, big news. Good on you for approaching it with such a great attitude. I hope you find a wonderful new home, and plenty of boxes. xxx
Wow, that post went full circle, bless you Bec, you'll find an ace place. I have a few boxes left over from my husband's move, he's so homesick, big time family man who couldn't have picked a more 'away from home' career. Or dangerous one, der!! Oh well.
It's so true, all your need are your children, they are the constant in my life & make any new house a home.
Clearly that house has made you stronger & you should get a snap of you two power girls out the front so you can remember all those good times.
All the best, happy decluttering, that is how i approach moving in that "i'm not taking that interstate" & it's awesome. You rock girl, love Posie
I hate moving. We had pretty much the same thing happen after 8+ years at our old place. My daughter was devastated. But this has been the best move ever. We made the same argument to her about "as long as we're together nothing else matters" and she gets it now. If you keep that happy face on, eventually even you will believe it! (if any of that even makes sense??!)
Congrats on having such a great attitude. I actually love moving house which is good becuase I've done it about 16 times in my 36 years. Sorry don't have any boxes at the moment, sometimes supermarkets have them floating around, you could ask at the IGA.
Hooray for new adventures!!!
Fantastic attitude to have, good on you! You should be so proud of yourself.
Good luck with the move.
hugs! hope you find a new home and I know you have lots of lovely melbourne crafters scattered everywhere so I'm sure you'll find a new home asap!!!!!
and I do live for my children and so long as we are all alive, well and together...well that old cliche but it's so true!
good luck
corrie:)
Ah darling, it's great that you're feeling positive now, but you are absoloutely within your rights to feel a bit cruddy &, to understate it, "annoyed".
Having always moved around a lot, I can't even imagine what it would feel like to have lived in one place for 5 & 3/4 years (hopefully I will!), but I certainly do know the feeling of being at the landlord's mercy, the feeling of getting such an unwelcome letter in the mail, or being put out beyond reason, the anxiety that comes with uncertainty, fear of the new and unknown... ugh!
I only wish I had faced those issues myself with the attitude you have now... I am impressed and extremely happy for you!
I don't think I need to add any words of encouragement - you are already doing great, but know that we are all here to be whinged at about house prices, whined at about packing and gloated to about your grand new home.
xo
ohh Bec! what a whole lotta story that place has and it's ok if you do cry...hey I cry most of the time at just anything.
yay for your new adventures together & the neverending supply of hugs you will definitely always have.
no matter where you go you & Miss S will make it a wonderful home with matching kitchen appliances & red tablecloths on the couch:)
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Big news, but I'm sure you be OK. I agree, all you need is to be with your kids somewhere safe. Hope you find an equally fab. place to park yourself soon. Can't help with the boxes sorry. :o)
Bummer about having to move. What you and everyone else has said is so true. You, your beautiful girl and fury friends are your family and where ever you go you will make a home. A house is a house, a home is what you make it.
Good luck with the house hunting. And I have heaps of boxes...but not much good up here in Darwin lol! xox
The title was very appropriate - that's how I felt when I read what you wrote about where you'd be happy to live as long as your daughter is with you.
Sounds like exciting times ahead for you both.
oh i hope you don't go TOO far away!! good luck with the house hunting and thank you SO much for your email the other day. we've had a good week around here sleepwise and i will find some time to write you a proper reply and fill you in tomorrow. thanks again!! xox
What a bummer about you having to move house!! I'm sure you'll find something that you love just as much as where are you are now..
Hi Bec. I popped in via the meme theme and was moved by this post to leave a comment.
I haven't been into your blog before, but judging by the attitude you've written with here, I just know you and yours will succeed where ever you go and whatever you do! So much luck to you. x
Best of luck with the move and my advice would be to declutter your little heart out. Its so feel good and life enriching.
The best strong boxes are from hardware stores, I found. I never start packing until I have at least fifty, ...no seriously. think about it... you get on a roll and dont need to let a little thing like running out of boxes stop you!
You sound brave and strong and resilient and amazing and I am sure whatever is around the corner will be equally special and amazing, because you will make it a beautiful warm home with your gorgeous daughter. It is tough to move and so so much work, I am sure it will be ok.
Take care and good luck with the house hunting.
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