Just when house-hunting started to feel like it was never going to end, when we’d started to consider staying where we are and giving up on the search all together – we found it. We had chopped and changed so much on the areas we were looking in that our search had taken us everywhere. I wanted to be close to the city and Phil wanted to be close to the Hills. I wanted a sandstone or bluestone villa and Phil wanted a big block, but we came to realise that the only way we were going to get both was to spend way more than our budget allowed, and that’s before the renovations. Ugh, it was stressful!
I also started to realise that we weren’t going to find our ‘perfect’ house. Well, it wouldn’t be perfect yet anyway. We had to be open to something that ticked most of the boxes, rather than all of them, especially in this market where the supply is so low. So when we found a little stone fronted house in a suburb we both liked, it immediately felt like it could be the one.
It was the worst house in the best street. A street full of renovated and new houses, where you could see kids playing in their yards and parents working on their gardens. The little cottage had been well loved and looked after, but needed renovating and extending. It was a mixture of styles and had too much going on, stone, red brick, a different red brick on the chimney and some pillars that didn’t add anything. It needed refining and wasn’t perfect now, but it had potential.
Although it was the block we fell in love with the most. It was a huge 1000sqm with established trees, grass and even a chicken coup, with a glimpse of the foothills in the distance. It felt calm and peaceful and I could imagine us there.
There was enough room to do an extension and still have a big backyard for a pool and plenty of grass for the kids to run around. I could see how much Jamison and Poppy would love the space and imagined them swimming in the pool and making inviting the neighbour’s kids over. I could see us sitting out on the deck and working on the garden while they played. It felt like it was away from everything, yet only 15 minutes from the city and surrounded by great restaurants, shopping and schools. This was the one.
So we made an offer that night and the owner accepted. We had found our dream house and now it was ours.
(The backyard is so big I had to photograph it on panoramic to capture it! The first is the view from the back of the yard (including chicken coop and bird every!) and the second is looking out to the yard)