Moving is a daunting task. We have a lot of memories in this house. I am both worried and excited.
I am worried because I have four young children. It is very important to me to raise them in a good neighborhood where they have an opportunity to establish lifelong friends and where I know they will be safe playing in the yard or on their commute to school. Living in a big city, which can be a scary thing. For me at least. I am worried because we have been here for seven years. My kids have already established some great friends, and I do worry that if we move away they may lose those friendships.
I am worried because when I look at the costs of renting a house and all the other expenses it is more than what we have been paying for the past seven years. I worry about the “what if”s.
I am worried because where I do want to move not only comes with higher cost of living, but more expenses for me to commute to work as it is just outside of the city in a small town. However, it is right by all of the schools I will need for my children, so that will save money on their commutes.
What has me is it is ideal for raising a family. And, my friend lives right down the street. I don’t have any family close by and not many friends, so this is appealing to me.
I’m worried that if I go ahead with this one house, that another house will pop up that might be better priced and in a good neighborhood in the city.
I am excited to move. To move into a house that we can utilize all of the property. To live in a house without drafts that keep blowing out the pilot light on the hot water tank and make us pay hundreds more in heating expenses. In a house that doesn’t have its own private lake in the basement every spring when the snow melts or with every heavy rain. To live in a house with proper electrical so our room heater doesn’t burn out the plug in the wall. Or to move into a house off a busy street.
I’m excited to explore a new neighborhood and new parks with my children on warm summer days.
I am excited for them to make new friends. And for me too.
My mind is preoccupied with the whole idea of finding a new house for my family. One that will be suitable for all of the Rennie clan. There are so many things I need to keep in mind. The decision is mine to make. They all tell me they trust me to make the right decision and that they don’t care what I choose. But if ever in the future something happens and there is any resentment at all, it will be directed at me. That is a huge responsibility to bare.
You should see my desk. It is covered in sticky notes listing the different options for housing with the pros and cons of each.
It’s a good thing for me that these types of decisions only come along once every few years. I can’t wait till we buy a house.
Really, if I am to be really honest with myself. I am sad to go. Even with all of its flaws, it is a beautiful house in a beautiful neighborhood. But I know deep in my heart that things happen for a reason. And, to put it simply, my family I think is ready to leave the hustle and bustle of the city and move to a smaller town where they can have that close knit community.