Today I’m going to talk to you about moving houses.
It’s one of those situations that a lot of people can empathise with because it can be a big pain in the backside!
I read somewhere that there are 3 things that people can relate to in terms of ‘stress’ – from highest to lowest:
- A family member passing away
- Having a serious injury or car accident
- Moving house
Changing utility services from the old location to the new one, internet connections, organising mailing forward service from the post office and packing boxes. It’s all a big struggle.
But we tend to look at it in a different light. For example:
- Hubby and I get review all the old utility fees and see if we can negotiate a better deal with the new connection
- I see it as a chance to freshen up as I can get rid of all the old things I’ve been holding on to (Yes – I’m a closet hoarder. I like to hold on to old things like they’re never going out of fashion)
- Sorting through all ‘those things’ at the very back of the closet you can find long lost items. That old cardigan, old photos you completely forgot about and that missing ear ring 🙂
We are preparing to make a little move from where we live in Kyneton VIC 15 mins closer to the big city of Melbourne.
We are still roughly 45 mins from the CBD but a lot things we are involved with are in our new town of Gisborne.
Eme’s school and gymnastics. I’m a touch closer to family and friends and Leki can travel a lot easier between his work locations. Excited much!
So I was thinking about my own experiences moving to and from different houses growing up.
Let me start at the beginning:
Talking with my Mum she recalls living in a little unit with my Dad in Reservoir (an inner city suburb to the north of Melbourne) behind my grandparents house.
Fast forward a few years and my parents moved in and out of a number of homes but my memories of Heyington Avenue, Thomastown (an outer north suburb of Melbourne) is where a lot of my early child memories were made.
I began primary school at this house. I jumped over my neighbour’s fence and played with the dog. My aunty and uncle lived two doors down and my church community was nearby.
A lot of fond memories live here.
After 6 years living on Heyington Ave my parents bought their first home which is where they currently live in the same suburb, Thomastown.
Here I would live out my teenage years, help bring up my younger sisters and cousins, host many families and parties in the backyard, help my Dad build a separate house in the back, finish high school, start part time work at the local shoe store, walk back a forth from the train station at 6am for work in the city.
In my young adult years my older sister and I moved into the ‘back house’ which was a great feeling! We had our own space but I was still in the comfort of the family nest with Mum’s cooking 🙂
It is also at this home where my husband Leki proposed to me in front of our parents. This home will always hold a special place in my heart!
So I want to also talk about another special time in my life with regards to moving house.
When Leki and I were getting quite serious in our relationship he asked my parents if I could move in with him into his apartment. This was a big deal for both of us.
In many cultures young women are to stay at home until you get married. Our culture also encourages this but it’s not strictly enforced but I always knew I was supposed to stay home until I got hitched.
In the end both our parents agreed and allowed us to move in together.
On November 2008 slightly before my 23rd birthday – I left my family home forever.
Although there was a lot of excitement doing something new I also felt a heaviness in my heart because my time at home had come to an end.
So from Nov 2008 to Apr 2010 Leki and I lived together in an inner high rise apartment in Southbank.
This was a great time for me as not only had I just moved out of home, it was right in the middle of the big city!
I worked nearby and Leki travelled to the West for his work. Over the weekend it was an easy stroll to the local night spots, food markets and trendy bars. What a time to be alive 🙂
In the apartment was Leki’s brother and his girlfriend (now wife) and although we were all courteous and respectful in our little apartment I think we were all ready to have our own space.
So in Apr 2010 Leki and I moved into our first home Caroline Springs – an outer western suburb of Melbourne. It was another milestone for us as we were now a suburban family.
All we needed was the pet dog and some kids 🙂
In May 2012 we moved from Caroline Springs to a small unit near the airport in Tullamarine.
The small unit allowed us to save $$ and was accessible to work for both Leki and I while we worked hard to establish ourselves.
It is in this little unit that we welcomed our first child – Emelina. This little unit was so close to everything, freeways, shopping centres and my local Mother’s Group 🙂
While we were in Tullamarine we decided it was time really think about our lifestyle as a family. Where do we want to live? How do we want the kids to grow up? What else is out there?
It was around this time that Leki was offered a working opportunity in the Macedon Ranges. Perfect! This was the sign. After 6 months of thinking about it we took a deep breath and decided to dive in.
We made the tree change to Kyneton – roughly an hour out of the Melbourne CBD.
On Sept 2016 we called country Victoria home.
We even named our second child after our town – Kyneton! That’s how much we love it out here.
We’ve hosted birthday parties and sleepovers here.
Met a lot of great locals and community groups. Seen and experienced the great outdoors. Tasted a lot of the local produce. Watched with pride as our little girl roamed free in our sizeable backyard on her birthday parties!
And so it is with a heavy heart we prepare to leave Kyneton to pursue new goals and our desire to be in the country remains strong as ever the only difference is that we now call Gisborne home!
So that’s small insight into our current living arrangement as we look to move soon.
In the last 10 years – from 2008 to 2018 – I’ve moved out of my family home into an inner city apartment, moved into a house in the suburbs, relocated into a small unit block moved onto bigger land in the country and now we make another move.
I feel this helps us to be resilient in moving for future travels.
Who knows, maybe we won’t need to have a fixed address and we’ll caravan around Australia for a while. Or maybe we’ll move back into the city. Or maybe we’ll want to move to the beach? Maybe we’ll explore interstate? Who knows… we might even move overseas?
Whatever the future holds I can only learn from what the past has taught me.
Nothing is certain.
Enjoy each day and embrace whatever tomorrow brings.