movin’ on up…

January 13, 2008 at 4:12 am 4 comments

As in we like to MOVE. Sell, buy, move houses. Purge, pack, clean, unpack, clean, set up house. I should preface this with, I got it honestly. Growing up, my dad’s work transferred us around pretty much every year (often across the country) as he moved up the corporate ladder. So my childhood was filled with a gypsie lifestyle in middle class suburbia. Not fun being “the new kid” every September. Not something I will do to my kids that’s for sure, so while Sweetlove is getting close to school age, our moving is coming close to an end.

A and I have been married seven years in February. We got married young, I was 22 and A was 23. Everyone around us thought we were a bit nuts getting married so young. At the time, both of us lived at home with our parents still; I had just finished university and A was working a full time job. We both believed the right choice for us was to get married and then live together, rather than the other way around like most young people do these days, no judgement just a different choice.

When we got back from our honeymoon, we picked up our bedroom closets and moved into our first place which was a rented apartment in downtown Van.couv.er – close to my job and A’s. We were both from the burbs so we thought, now’s the time to live the city life. Well we HATED it. Loud traffic and sirens going off outside our window all hours of the night, and being so far from our family and friends, it sucked. It just wasn’t for us. Within six months we had bought our first townhouse back in the burbs, and it was an incredible feeling to be homeowners while our peers were still partying it up at the bar and spending their money on booze and frivolity. We spent about 16 months in that place and then decided to move a bit farther out so we could live in a larger, brand new townhome with a yard along a serene, peaceful creek. That is where I got pregnant with Sweetlove; it happened about a month after we move into that place. So my memories there are filled with pregnancy bedrest and newborn diapers, very memorable times. We left there when Luka was five months old to move a little closer to my family. Bought a small bungalow on a ¼ acre property, a bit of a fixer upper. We did lots of work to that house and made quite a bit of money when we sold about 16 months later. That was when we bought the townhouse we live in now. It’s in a nicer area of town, really close to my work and the house itself is a nice size and layout for our family.

We started trying to conceive a 2nd child only a month or so into living in this house. We decorated the nursery thinking I would get pregnant right away and most likely be on bedrest within a few months… well we all know how that turned out… two years later here we are and still trying to fill up that nursery. Agh. Anyways, A is just dying for property again, land of his own to sew. Literally. He’s a landscaper for a living and he “needs” his land back. This townhome has a little patch of yard that we can’t plant a poppy in, according to strata rules, so I understand where he’s coming from. Plus, we make moving choices based on the market and now’s the time to make the change. We started out with a small down payment six years ago and we’ve been able to multiply it by 10 times that by making good real estate choices… so off we go again.

We’ve actually been looking on and off for a new house since July but we weren’t too anxious to move and wanted to wait until the right place came along. We’ve since lost out on three multiple offer situations (the market in Vanc.ouv.er is CRAZY still and some areas have increased in value by 40% just in the last year) but we finally found OUR NEW place on Friday! It’s in a municipality that is undergoing some major roadway construction in the next year and property values will most likely skyrocket once the new highway and bridge is in, so it’s a good time to buy out there. We have an inspection on the house on Tuesday so until then, I am cautiously optimistic. It’s got a nice big lot, tons of room for Sweetlove to play, and for A to build his flower beds and bushes, and for me to plant a garden. It will be great. A new distraction for the next three or four months! Yay!!!

So tying this whole situation in with my fertility… here’s what I think. We’ve spent the last two years trying to conceive a baby, in THIS house. We are now moving to another house back in the same town as where we conceived Sweetlove, right after we moved in. Is there such thing as house karma? Our luck’s gotta change right?

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4 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Kirsten Eide  |  January 14, 2008 at 10:35 am

    Yep… I think you’re right, it’s going to change 🙂
    Just out of curiousity, where is the new place… even though we live here in Sydney, we still dream of one day moving to BC!

  • 2. fitnesschick  |  January 14, 2008 at 12:44 pm

    I believe in Karma in any form so here’s hoping this brings good luck for you. Thanks for sharing your story, it’s nice to “know” someone going through what you are.

  • 3. canape  |  January 14, 2008 at 2:26 pm

    It sounds like a great opportunity!

    And I like your new look 🙂

  • 4. surefoott  |  January 16, 2008 at 1:17 pm

    I think it is a wonderful idea and a new beginning. I will keep my fingers and toes crossed for you. Maybe 08 will be your year!!!

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