I spy with my big blue eyes … an absolutely gorgeous morning! There’s a cool breeze blowing in my open windows off the mighty river. The river’s surface is alive with motorboat waves and sunshine glittering ripples. The sky is blue and empty as far as I can see. Someone is mowing the lawn. House Hunters is playing low on my TV. I’ve started watching more HGTV. It plays live in the background of my life.

Almost two years ago I decided I would buy a house in the city. More as an investment than a forever home. Someplace convenient for work, with a small deck/ backyard to enjoy morning coffee, afternoon BBQs, and evening cocktails. Maybe a fire pit. Maybe a sun room or a porch. Open concept. Lots of storage. A place where I could host the whole family for Thanksgiving. With the amount of money I pay in rent, it makes sense to invest in my own property instead of just giving away my money for a roof over my head. But in all this time, I’ve only seen a few houses that I was even remotely interested in viewing, and only one that ticked off nearly all of my boxes. I thought I could live in the house for five years or so, then sell it and move up home to my forever home.

I don’t think I’m that fussy. I should have been able to find something in town. I think the reason I haven’t seen what I’m looking for is because it’s not here, in town. So I’ve decided to scrap that plan.

This pandemic has made me realise that I am still too far away from the people I love. For the first six weeks of this thing, or however long it was before we could have a bubble family, I was completely alone, totally isolated in my apartment. And I could hear my neighbours breaking every social/ physical distancing rule, which felt to me like they were not only purposely extending my isolation time, but also putting the people I love at risk because some of them are essential service workers. In the early weeks of this thing, I was really frustrated by what I was seeing and hearing outside of my apartment. I was watching too much news, spending too much time on social media. We were struggling to find our new direction at work too, so I had a lot more time to watch news and spend on social media. As my work team settled into our new workload and schedule, I stopped watching so much news and spending time on social media. It helped a lot! The frustration lessened and I began being hopeful and excited about the future again.

When the next big thing happens, I want to be within walking distance of my parents, my sisters, my best friend, and other family. I want to be able to look out my window and see some people I love. And I am fortunate enough that I can make this happen, so why am I waiting? Well, I’m not! Not anymore! I’ve decided I’m going to order one of those pre-fab houses (or win the dream cottage!) and move to my forever home as soon as possible. No more waiting around! No more looking for a house in town that doesn’t exist! Now there’s only floor plans and HGTV for inspiration and excitement as I manifest my dreams!

Mood: stoked
Drinking: coffee that’s gone cold
Listening To: Property Brothers, Forever Homes
Hair: excited to get chopped soon! woo hoo!

2 Comments

  1. This phase of life is always exciting. It doesn’t happen for everyone, but you have a plan, which is a massive first step. Good luck, Chuck

    On Sat., May 23, 2020, 11:17 a.m. Kellie Underhill, wrote:

    > Kellie posted: “I spy with my big blue eyes … an absolutely gorgeous > morning! There’s a cool breeze blowing in my open windows off the mighty > river. The river’s surface is alive with motorboat waves and sunshine > glittering ripples. The sky is blue and empty as far as I” >

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