The invasion has begun. By that I mean that my house is no longer my own. The push to get it ready for sale is in full swing with a constant stream of David's relatives and soon painters invading my space. I just want to find a new place and be done with it. Today is my 'study day' (I have a lecture in the afternoon but I don't tend to go) and I really enjoy my peace and quiet on Mondays - I don't even let anyone know I am home. Today there was a knock at my door. I was going to ignore it but I had the TV on so I thought I better answer (I thought it would just be someone trying to sell me something) so I did and there was David's aunty. She showed up unannounced (and dare I say uninvited and unwanted) to do some work in the garden. I know that this isn't like some great affliction or she is horrible or invasive but I like my space! I feel like I am living in someone else’s at the moment. I just want to hurry up and find a house and get out of here. Preferably before all the open house crap starts.
We looked at a house on Saturday. It is just about the only one that has what we need that has cropped up in our price range. It was tiny. The rooms were really small. The main bedroom would have room for a bed and pretty much nothing else. But it had an extra little room that could be a toy room and the garage can be used as a study, so it was workable (and we could actually pay the rent which is always a bonus.) The main problem with it was that it was an 'open house' type viewing and there were sooooooooo many people there. I mean we got there a little early and had to park half way down the street. It makes me wonder even if we do find a suitable house how the hell are we supposed to get approved over all these other people. It's not like we have great jobs or anything and are terribly stable. We are students, with kids who live on next to nothing.
In other news I have an exam on Friday (great timing hey). It is a clinical exam, thankfully formative but I still don't want to stuff it up.
10 days till I have my ultrasound and hopefully find out if it is a boy or a girl. Emily was such a brat this morning that I rang David saying that it's not allowed to be another girl lol. She was just being so stubborn and didn't want to get dressed.
I think the amount of space devoted to house talk and to the other facets of my life is very indicative of my state of mind at the moment. I just can't wait till it is all sorted and I don't have to worry about it anymore.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Luna Park
Yesterday we all went to Luna Park. It was for James' birthday which was a week ago. We decided that he wasn't going to have a party this year so we took him, Emily and Paul (a friend) on an outing instead. We dragged Aimee along as well as David hates rides and I can't go on them because I am pregnant. The tickets at Luna Park are done by height so if you are taller than 130cm you can go on any ride you like, between 106-129cm you can co on some and go on others with someone over 18. James was 128cm. It was very frustrating, especially because Paul was over 130cm and was able to go on things that James couldn't. At one stage James and Emily went on the 'kiddy' rides while Paul and Aimee went on the pirate ship (I think it is called the ranger there), poor James looked soooooo bored on the kiddy rides and jealous that Paul got to go on the cool ones.
Emily was a little brat on the way there and almost got sent home with David. She just threw a massive tantrum on the way there, I can't even remember why because it was such a stupid reason. David and Emily just don't mix when they are cranky. She gets to a point where she has just 'lost it' and needs to be calmed down before any sense can be talked into her and David refuses to hug her (which calms her down) until she stops throwing a tantrum. It makes for a fun experience as they can both be as bad as each other - it must be the red hair.
We got lots of photos. Proof that my children are insane. Some of the rides I just had to hold my hands over my mouth as I watched my tiny little babies spin around and go up high and stick to walls. I guess they are getting bigger than I like to think they are. I will post some photos when I work out where David put the camera.
Emily was a little brat on the way there and almost got sent home with David. She just threw a massive tantrum on the way there, I can't even remember why because it was such a stupid reason. David and Emily just don't mix when they are cranky. She gets to a point where she has just 'lost it' and needs to be calmed down before any sense can be talked into her and David refuses to hug her (which calms her down) until she stops throwing a tantrum. It makes for a fun experience as they can both be as bad as each other - it must be the red hair.
We got lots of photos. Proof that my children are insane. Some of the rides I just had to hold my hands over my mouth as I watched my tiny little babies spin around and go up high and stick to walls. I guess they are getting bigger than I like to think they are. I will post some photos when I work out where David put the camera.
Saturday, August 09, 2008
Sunday, August 03, 2008
I have to move..........
and I don't want to.
At the beginning of last year we were happily living in Wollongong (nice and close to mum) when the decision was made to uproot our family and move to Sydney. James had started kindy so it was a BIG decision. I was going to apply for my course at Wollongong but applied to and have now started uni up here. The move was hard, it was a new area and we had no friends and my son had a very hard time settling in to a new school. We moved because we were able to live in DHs grandfather's house at significantly reduced rent. This was supposed to help us get on top of things financially and also create stability because it was a family house, it wouldn't get sold from under us and we could basically stay as long as we felt we needed to - which was going to be 5+ years until I finished uni and had a stable income. We moved in July.
In December David's grandfather passed away quite unexpectedly. The house was inherited by his 3 children. MIL, an aunt and an uncle. We were told in about feb/march that the house would be sold in December so it gave us time. In my head it was getting listed in December so I figured it would probably sell in January and we would have to be out in about March. It gave us a bit of time especially because I am having a baby in January. Yesterday we go told that the house is going on the market in 2 weeks, it will probably take about 20 days to sell and to start packing as they want most of our stuff packed before they paint in a week. So we have about 1-2 months to find a new place. We do not want to move out of the area as both kids are now settled in school, it is convenient for me to get to uni (still takes over an hour but that is fine) and we don't want to uproot again as it was so very hard last time. But we can't afford to live here. In march when we started watching the rental market we could just manage to rent a crappy little house and now we can't even afford that, the rents have gone up by about $50 a week so we just don't know what to do. We pretty much have 4 options
1. Pay rent in this area and just not be able to eat (not particularly viable)
2. Take charity from PIL who have offered to help with rent so we can stay in the area (I do NOT want to do this)
3. Move back to Wollongong (rents aren't that much cheaper, but I would be closer to mum, DS could go back to his old school so would be fine but DD would have to adjust, and it would take 2+ hours to get to uni so leave by 6:15 not home till 7)
4. Move out west - Penrithish (rents are cheaper, 1.5 hours to uni, and have friends as we lived in the area before we went to Wollongong BUT kids would have to start a new school and find new friends again.)
I just don't know what to do. I am annoyed that the timeline has shifted so much. And upset that my dream of stability has been disrupted and just angry at the whole situation.
Don't get me wrong, I am not upset AT anyone (such as MIL, aunt and uncle) I understand that the house has to be sold and that it was just bad luck that our stability ended so soon. But it doesn't make the current situation any easier to deal with. Add that to my hyper emotional pregnancy state and my very demanding and full on uni course and it is all just a little hard to deal with right now.
At the beginning of last year we were happily living in Wollongong (nice and close to mum) when the decision was made to uproot our family and move to Sydney. James had started kindy so it was a BIG decision. I was going to apply for my course at Wollongong but applied to and have now started uni up here. The move was hard, it was a new area and we had no friends and my son had a very hard time settling in to a new school. We moved because we were able to live in DHs grandfather's house at significantly reduced rent. This was supposed to help us get on top of things financially and also create stability because it was a family house, it wouldn't get sold from under us and we could basically stay as long as we felt we needed to - which was going to be 5+ years until I finished uni and had a stable income. We moved in July.
In December David's grandfather passed away quite unexpectedly. The house was inherited by his 3 children. MIL, an aunt and an uncle. We were told in about feb/march that the house would be sold in December so it gave us time. In my head it was getting listed in December so I figured it would probably sell in January and we would have to be out in about March. It gave us a bit of time especially because I am having a baby in January. Yesterday we go told that the house is going on the market in 2 weeks, it will probably take about 20 days to sell and to start packing as they want most of our stuff packed before they paint in a week. So we have about 1-2 months to find a new place. We do not want to move out of the area as both kids are now settled in school, it is convenient for me to get to uni (still takes over an hour but that is fine) and we don't want to uproot again as it was so very hard last time. But we can't afford to live here. In march when we started watching the rental market we could just manage to rent a crappy little house and now we can't even afford that, the rents have gone up by about $50 a week so we just don't know what to do. We pretty much have 4 options
1. Pay rent in this area and just not be able to eat (not particularly viable)
2. Take charity from PIL who have offered to help with rent so we can stay in the area (I do NOT want to do this)
3. Move back to Wollongong (rents aren't that much cheaper, but I would be closer to mum, DS could go back to his old school so would be fine but DD would have to adjust, and it would take 2+ hours to get to uni so leave by 6:15 not home till 7)
4. Move out west - Penrithish (rents are cheaper, 1.5 hours to uni, and have friends as we lived in the area before we went to Wollongong BUT kids would have to start a new school and find new friends again.)
I just don't know what to do. I am annoyed that the timeline has shifted so much. And upset that my dream of stability has been disrupted and just angry at the whole situation.
Don't get me wrong, I am not upset AT anyone (such as MIL, aunt and uncle) I understand that the house has to be sold and that it was just bad luck that our stability ended so soon. But it doesn't make the current situation any easier to deal with. Add that to my hyper emotional pregnancy state and my very demanding and full on uni course and it is all just a little hard to deal with right now.
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