That house we were wanting to buy. It's ours. Finally. I'd almost lost interest in the whole thing. When I decide I'm going to do something I do it. Right now. It's been 6 weeks since we made the offer.
So just when I thought we were out of debt, every time I log on to my internet banking site, I see a large number with a negative in front of it. But as soon as Lizzie finishes school the plan is to sell this place and move in there. And the amount we get for this should cover whats owing on that. Thats the plan anyway.
Kimba is moving into the new place with a friend on Friday and Lloyd will move in next year when he gets back from his overseas jaunt. So that way we get people we know to pay us rent and we get to go there for weekends and holidays. Everyone wins. And I get to yell at the tennants when they get too messy.
We stayed there on the weekend. This is where I sit to have breakfast.
This is also where I think Kimba's friends think they shall gather to drink copious amounts of alcohol and eat KFC – which is a short stroll down the road. Right near the bottle shop.
I guess this is where we play chess.
This is one of the chandeliers. I think I'm the only family member who can walk under it without scraping my head.
The ceilings are very high though. Much like this place we live in. These ones are 12 or 13 feet high. This place is 108 years old and the new place is 125 years old. We had a builder inspect it and he said it'll still be standing in another 125 as the wood is very hard. Built to last back then. The kitchen ceiling has this nice vine design on it.