I had a lovely visit with my neighbors tonight and I broke the news to them that we are selling, so now I feel like I can publicly speak of it on my blog. Yes, we are selling. We certainly never anticipated selling the house two years after buying it. We love it here. But we love Graeme too! We love him more. And we want to all live together. Especially since we’ll actually see him. (Home evenings, weekends off….. it will be so weird!)
For the last five years I’ve often felt like I’ve been “single parenting”. (Though I know I haven’t really been because I have a wonderful, loving and supportive husband, and even if he’s not present physically most of the time, I know he’s there.) So I’m really pumped about having a “normal” life together! Imagine! Consistently spending weekends together! Putting the kids to bed together! No more family gatherings via iChat. Ahhh…. bliss.
We’re moving to a suburban neighborhood – the kind of place I never dreamed I’d live. (In fact, it is entirely possible that this bush-chick has had nightmares about living in such a place.) Yet here I am, super excited about this newest adventure. Excited about the house, the yard, the street, the neighbors. We will not look at it as a loss of our beautiful country abode and lifestyle, but a chance to take full advantage of other opportunities while they avail themselves to us. It is also a chance to incorporate into our suburban living the things we have learned in the past two years. And best of all, we will be doing it as a family unit. All the while, we will know that in a short time we will be returning to “the bush”.