Flying out soon-ish. Not that I’m counting the days or anything. I’m at relieved to be returning to a country English is the native language. A place where I understand the culture and norms. But I do get these hard pangs of stress and panic. Still so much to do. And things that we will have to do after we arrive: buy a car, buy a house.
I usually enjoy looking at houses online. It’s practically a hobby. But after this weekend and narrowing down to a shortlist…. I’m sick of looking at houses. Having lived in apartments or houses that are usually assigned to us has taught us a lot about what we can deal with. Now we need to find a house that we actually want. It’s hard for me to wrap my head around the need vs. want. Granted, it still has to fit our needs. And with a family of five, that can be a challenge. They’re not little kids anymore and need space.
In one house, we had the girls sharing a room that was probably 10 x 10. We had a play area for them in another area of the house: an awkwardly long dining room. It worked out, their toys went on one end and the dining table on the other.
That was ages ago. That was before we had Nerdling. Joy and Constance were small and sharing a room to sleep brought comfort. They’re sharing a large room now and it’s going well. Brilliantly, actually. They really enjoy each other’s company. However, I know it may not always be that way. I’d like for them to have their own space, so that if there is a spat, they can cool off separately.
The other thing is that this house will be our home for five years. And that’s a long time. The girls will be official adults, or nearly so, by then. How on earth will two of my kids not be kids anymore??
Right. Where was I? Oh, yeah. Five years. House hunting. I’m sick of it, but I really need to work on it. Wish us luck!
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