Our house of eight years is being demolished tomorrow… We moved here when the children were little and we’ve really had lots of good times within these walls.
We love the neighbours, the area and the orientation of the block. So whilst we outgrew the house we couldn’t justify the expense of renovating and fixing it’s many faults. It makes total sense to knock it down and rebuild.
Friends ask if I’m sad to see it go, and honestly NO! It’s been a quirky house to live in, there’s a reason why it was a cheap buy. Dysfunctional floor plan, dated exterior, no insulation. It’s a long list that only becomes apparent when you live in the house. We tried to make it work, but really the only thing for it is a wrecking ball.
It’s taken months to get this point, choosing a design, the construction company, the finishes. The endless packing and moving to a rented house. So whilst friends wonder why we’re not sad we know we’re just over it. We know the new house will be a much better place to pick up where we left off.
In the meantime the demolition site provided a great venue for a 12yo birthday party!
1 comment:
Hehehe - looks like some professional graffiti-ists in the making!
What time do they start??
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