We put our townhouse on the market in September, signing papers on September 4th, finally having photos done two and half weeks later on September 20th, followed by the first viewing September 23rd. After a total of six viewings we got an offer on October 29th, less than eight weeks since putting pen to paper. One stressful week full of home inspections, and CMHC wows all the subjects were removed. The offer was lower than we wanted, but sometimes you have to give a little to get what you want.
We are now homeless ... well ... by January 29th.
This is something we've been working on for nearly two years. Two years of hard work, personal sacrifices, and crazy make-shift living while chaos reigned around us. Our goal, to move from a townhouse to a house - with space for everyone. A yard for Walter, a workshop for Manuel, and a place for me to create. A neighbourhood that feels like it really has a sense of community, a place to call home.
Now, we have the difficult task of finding this place. We've been tossing around different ideas - go for a home that's totally move-in, with nothing to do but unpack our boxes; or go the other extreme and find a home with good bones, but no updating. Put our own mark on it. It's a difficult decision. Part of us wants to just take it easy. We've had a hard two years of living in the midst of renovations. It is, perhaps, time to rest and enjoy life. But ... our creative side wants the challenge of taking a diamond in the rough and making it ours. Which way to go? Which way would you go?