I'm into the second week of our apartment being on the market. I'm almost... queasy at the thought of selling it, partially because I love it but also because what happens if no-one wants to buy it?
Brad and I are looking for places, but with him working two jobs and me only able to look at one or two places a week, it's kinda hard. I don't want to settle, but I don't want to be homeless.
After a failed bid at auction last week (on a stunning property that went for $120,000 more than we could afford) we are in search of something that would be more of a fixer upper. We have said that it needs to be liveable straight off the bat, but we are happy to move into somewhere that needs work, especially as we would have the settlement period to get quotes, to organise tradesmen and the like.
It also has to have potential. Room to grow. I do have standards after all... Problem is, half of Melbourne are searching for the same thing... I know we will find the right place, but I'm impatient. I want it all right now.
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