We Get the Keys to Our New House Today
Where did we end up?
If you’ve been following along with my latest and greatest, you’ll know that we bought a house. After my landlord saw me topless, see story here — we started looking for another place to rent. We then realised finding a place to rent was as easy as flying to the moon and we’d be better off looking for a place to buy, see story here.
We gave up on our dream home in our lovely little suburb and started looking at houses in Ipswich. We found a beautiful, heritage Queenslander — built in the 1900s. Oh, the character.
I was delusional and desperate. Our landlord would likely not renew our lease because we refused to pay for the mould removal.
So we went to look at the house in Ipswich. It was stunning. Oh, what’s that you asked? You’re happy to move to the other side of town and see your family every few months? Who’s going to commute two hours a day for a visit? You can bet it would’ve been us.
Oh, and the best part is, the house we looked at and loved was in a flood zone. The house was on stilts, so at least when it flooded the bull sharks could swim underneath the house. During the last flood in February this year, the water came up to their hips upstairs!
Keeley, I hear you say — don’t put an offer on that house. Unless it’s a houseboat, you’ll be regretting it the second the next wet season hit.
Did you hear the part about me being delusional and desperate?
We put in an offer on that house. We called it the Bullshark Home. Our offer was accepted before we were even home from the open house.
‘That’s it. Time to get a gun licence,’ I’d joked to Carl.
Then it happened. The fucking agent from our dream home called.
Our offer was accepted.
So that’s how we got our dream house. Today it settles and the keys (and the house) will be ours.
I’m so grateful for having the most generous family. Even though Adrienne Beaumont walks around dressed like a homeless person and is the furthest thing from rich, she’s also lending us money to do some cosmetic upgrades like polishing the floors and painting.
Now when we spend all our time painting the house, we’ll actually get to reap the benefits — because it’ll be ours. And not some stingy landlord’s who refuses to do basic maintenance.
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