That's all folks..

Greg and I handed back the keys to our old place last Friday.

It has been a hard experience for me to move on someone else's terms (i.e. not by my choice). Life suddenly does not feel like it is in my control. Which is actually true to some extent. I cannot control everything that happens in my life.

I was very happy with where I lived. I lived there for 6 years and felt totally at home and settled there. It is a big loss to me. In the words of Darryl Kerrigan from The Castle "It's not a house, it's a home." I have a lot of fond memories of that place.. it's where I celebrated my 30th birthday, I lived there when I got engaged and married, it's Cleo's first home, ...

I do know that I can make a new home somewhere else with my loved ones (kiss to Greg and Cleo). But the feeling of life being out of my control and the loss of my home has been hard. In fact my immediate reaction was to find a place to buy - to try and take things back into my control! I do love the idea of owning my own place for security, being able to change things I don't like and for the investment aspect. But part of wanting to own a home is also the expectation that I should buy a place - it seems everyone else does it.. so I should too?? I am constantly asked when I am going to buy a house and told that it is the best way to invest my money. But then I don't know where I want to end up living, I don't want to buy something and then have to sell in a couple of years and I don't want to give up my lifestyle. To me lifestyle is WAY more important than money and investments. I'd rather enjoy life and not be stressed about money and be able to do the things I love and enjoy.

Having said all that.. a goal of mine is to hopefully own my own home in the future. But I don't think it has to be now. And if it never happens.. well is that really a problem?

Anyway, there's some of my random thoughts that have been running around my head the last few weeks.. And so I say bye to the old and hello to the new.