Playing The Game

Another round of house viewings…
Yesterday my Babe missed one of his classes to view a place, only to find when we got there that it would have to be rescheduled. Not the agent’s fault – the tenant wasn’t contactable, and there was a dog shut in the house.
I quite enjoy looking at other people’s houses – not because I’m nosy (you never look in cupboards etc if there’s someone living there), but because I find it interesting to see how other houses are put together. Some can be quite puzzling, especially the older ones where it looks like rooms have been randomly stuck on at intervals. Most of the places we’ve looked at have been newer builds and often quite small, even if there are technically four bedrooms/two bathrooms.
I think we’re getting past the thrill of looking around. We just want to be home.

Coming back from the viewing-that-wasn’t yesterday was a bit dispiriting, but I cheered up when I got my mail. I’d ordered a DVD of John Farnham’s Live Tour with the Melbourne Symphony Orchestra, and it arrived yesterday. Watched it while eating dinner, and felt proudly Australian.

We’re starting to see some of the same faces at different viewings. One of the boys jokingly called them our “rivals”, but of course we’re all just trying to find somewhere we belong…
The two places we looked at today were different. The second place we saw was no better than where we are now, at a higher rent. The first place, though, was beautiful! We’ve put in our application, prayed over it, and are just waiting to see what the answer is.