So, I Might Buy a House

Yawn. I am *so* not ready to be getting back to real life ... I suspect it has to do with usually going on holiday for 3 weeks at a time. After a week, I'm just getting into it :) Yet here I am, back at work, already.

Botswana was pretty fab. Will be telling you all about it over the next few days (once I get round to downloading the photos and what not). I'll be honest and say there's a few other things kinda occupying my headspace that need urgent attention before I can get round to that.

So, The Trucker & I got back from our trip on Saturday afternoon. I had a pretty lazy afternoon, unpacking, doing washing, some much needed grocery shopping and sitting around with The Bundles :) I met up with him again later for dinner at Col'Cacchio with his friend @Toxic_Mouse.

In the morning he was off to a business catch-up breakfast (omg, his phone was off for an entire week ... it was bliss :) haha!). And I headed home to clean the bunny hutch and then went off house hunting.

Now the house hunting thing has really been quite half-hearted. Since I was *supposed* to be moving back to Cape Town ... well, ahem. So I really was just seeing what was out there and mostly just turned out to be completely depressing myself by finding nothing that met all my requirements :(

So, The Trucker said, change your requirements. Easier said than done. I've lived in "The Highway Circle" my whole life (in Joburg) and that was not one I was easily going to switch on. But I decided to pretend I wasn't actually buying for me to live in this weekend, since it was so much easier last year when I bought that investment property. So I opened up my search just a smidge to marginally outside the highway at two very particular points. And what do you know, I fell in love.

I saw plenty of houses yesterday, probably easily 6 or 7. But this one I went to twice. I showed it to The Trucker and @WhizBangLouLou. I have the offer to purchase papers on my desk next to me. I hardly slept last night. I adore the house. But I don't know that my furniture will actually fit. But seriously, it's the first place I've walked into and thought I could be "home" in Joburg. Sigh. How do you decide? I want the house, I want my furniture ... I want a home!

This could turn out to be a very interesting day :)