Today I want to talk about a different kind of moving on… physically moving.
I`ve been thinking a lot lately about how much longer I`m going to be staying at my current residence. Yes, it`s quiet here. I love being outside the city. I have a great view. I love sitting outside at night and enjoying the solitude. There`s plenty of room for the kids to play when they come to visit. There are a number of things that I really enjoy about being here… and a few that I could live without. The daily commute is a bitch sometimes, especially in the winter. It`s even longer if I want to go see my kids. The heating bills in the winter are ridiculous, yet I still freeze. But mainly it`s the feeling that this truly is not my place to settle into.
When I was first asked if I would be interested in taking care of this house, I jumped at the chance to have a little space to myself. It was a win-win for everyone. Well, it`s been 2 years now, and things have changed somewhat. It`s time to consider what is best for me, moving forward.
My roommate must be thinking the same thing. He recently applied for a mortgage and contacted a realtor. I would be surprised if he was still here at Christmas. Maybe he will offer me a place to stay with him. Maybe not. I have more options today than I had 2 years ago, so I`m not overly worried. A small 2 bedroom apartment isn`t really looking so bad right about now. Then main goal is still that cabin on the water, but I`m willing to make sacrifices now.
For now I`ll take it day by day and see what happens, but I`ve stopped purchasing anything “house related” until I figure out what is going on.