This is what my life has looked like lately:
I have been spending all of my time with boxes.
Packing up our house.
So? You might be thinking.
People move every day of the week.
Yes. People do move every day of the week. However, I don't know if they generally have the experience we are having. Here is our story: Matt and I after spending 8 years working hard to get our house just the way we like it, realise that now that we have finished, that is a good time to sell it. We agonise over the decision. We love our home, the children love our home and it is in the perfect position for school, work and church for our family. Even though we know this, we feel unsettled and ready for change. We pray, we ponder and we decide to put it on the market for sale and to see what happens.
I spend 2 weeks going crazy painting walls, decluttering our home, scrubbing walls, researching similar houses for sale in our area, interviewing real estate companies and doing all I can to get our home ready for sale. We meet with a real estate agent and feel good about the decision we have made and decide on a realistic price to sell our home.
We have pictures taken of our home, prepare our children for change, feel excited and scared about what might be ahead of us and approve all the selling details for our house to go on the market. Our home goes on the market Tuesday morning and we have one appointment after another of people wanting to view our home. To our absolute shock our real estate agent calls us with a contract Tuesday night. The same day it goes on the market.
To our even more absolute shock we sell our home the first day it goes on the market. Without even having had an open home! Matt and I count our abundant blessings and then freak out about what we are going to do next. I kick into 'look out I am a crazy woman and I need to find a house for our family to live in over the next 4 weeks' mode. I spend the next 4 weeks looking at houses in about 30 suburbs trying to find a new home for our family. I view houses to buy and houses to rent. I look at them all.
I find a house to buy, someone else get's it before me. I put in an application for rent, it mysteriously disappears and we miss out. I turn up to view a home to rent only to be told it needs to be demolished. I have one bad experience after another. Nothing falls into place.
Cue: Nervous breakdown.
It wasn't pretty...
So I here I am moving out of our house this week with nowhere to live. No family to move in with and in reality no place to go. We are not a small family, I totally understand that it is hard for someone else to take on nine people all of a sudden. We receive a few offers of using the garage floor to sleep on from friends. We seriously consider taking them up on it.
I know that Matt and I have done all we can to try to find somewhere to live. I also know that people look at a rental application which says 7 children will live there and they freak out! Even though I like to have a neat and organised home, it makes no difference when you are applying for somewhere to live.
I also know that in the scheme of things that we are very blessed. We are blessed that we had a house in the first place to sell, that it actually sold and that we are able to even have had that option of selling. I guess I wanted to share our experience of what is happening because I think that people feel that life is always wonderful and perfect for people who write blogs and that they never suffer or face challenges in life.
Well, this is real and for us it is a challenge. Having no place to call home is very unsettling. We are putting our whole house into a storage facility...which makes me feel so sad and am I currently wishing I had sold half of our belongings...and booking into a hotel.
My priority is to try to make this transition as smooth and as easy as possible for our children. This has been really difficult for them and knowing that we are in a way homeless is something they have never experienced before. So if you don't hear from me for a while...I am currently experiencing my second nervous breakdown or I am happily unpacking our stuff from storage and settling into a new home.