Indecision is my middle name
Decisions, decisions, decisions. Seems I really can’t make many at the moment, just when I really do need to make a few important ones. I’m double guessing myself, worrying that I will make the wrong decision and lacking the confidence to just get on with things. We are trying to sort out our long-term living arrangements – with no success thus far.
Basically, to cut a long and drawn out saga short, our house is too small for us. We have been dancing around this issue for some time now and each time it comes to the crunch we can’t decide on what to do, so we do what normal people surely must do, and just ignore it and try to forget about it…until our lack of space comes back to bite us in the proverbial…
For the last four years we have lived in a little house on a big block of land not far from the main street of our town. We are literally around the corner from playing fields, the local public school, the council swimming pool and the local high school and only a 5 minute walk away from the town centre.
We love where we live. It is convenient, we have great neighbours and we have a huge backyard that the kids can run amok in. It’s just we’ve outgrown our house and can’t decide on the best way to move forward. While we live in a great location on a large block of land we are struggling to find a way to best make use of 936m2 of yard (that was not a misprint, by the way)!
We have considered knocking down and rebuilding (apparently we don’t have enough equity for that, according to the bank), selling up and buying something new (not the best market at the moment and there is all that messy chain stuff that comes with buying and selling at once) and renovating/extending (the layout of our existing house doesn’t make extending an easy proposition).
But we need to make a decision sooner rather than later and frankly we need to just bite the bullet and make a decision, even if it does turn out to be the wrong one.
Our two girls are sharing a room at the moment, we have peak hour traffic to use the one loo (in a house of 5 we really, really need another loo!) and we only have the one living area which is monopolized by the kids for the bulk of each day (there is only so much kids TV this mother can take each day)!
Last week we were almost certain we were going to cut our losses and move on. We attended a few open houses and got a couple of agents to come through and give us a market appraisal. We made a list of all things we need to do to get the house ready for sale and we even met with the bank to ascertain our lending limit.
But in all our house hunting we have not been able to find anything that comes close to our land size or location. We realised that we were willing to do whatever we needed to do to make the most of our crappy little house on our amazing piece of paradise amidst the urban jungle of suburban Newcastle.
So this weekend we have re-investigated renovating and extending and have found some builders who we think could work in with our lofty ambitions on a limited budget. There is still a long way to go and we may turn around and change our minds again next week, but for now, it is the start of a way forward.
Hey, we could even be on Grand Designs one day – you never know, we could be the ones with the unrealistic budget and timeframe (oh, wait, that’s everybody who goes on Grand Designs…oh well).
I would be very interested in hearing from others who have faced the same dilemma. Which path did you choose? Was it the right one? Would you do it again?
And while you’re at it, can you just make this one little decision for me, pretty please?
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