In continuation with the post I did in January – we decided we will go ahead and plan for a baby and keep the house hunt on a back burner. I conceived in my first cycle itself. I was working full time in the city and travelling by train to work. We planned to call over my parents towards the final weeks of my pregnancy and my inlaws a month after they left. Now we lived in a two bedroom apartment which had a huge living area but a tiny second bedroom which housed Moo’s stuff. I couldn’t visualise setting it up as a baby room and accomodate my parents. There just wasn’t enough space. We decided to restart house hunting and use all the time before I took maternity break and look after they baby. It turned out a good decision because house hunting is so EXHAUSTING.
Finding a house which matched our budget was an uphill task. We used to release offer and it would be rejected in favour of another customer. I was 8 months pregnant when we attended an auction for a house which ticked all the boxes. I couldn’t stand for more than 10 minutes so sat down in the front yard on grass 😆 We lost the house and with that we put a stop to the search as well. Covid had started appearing in news but we hadn’t been affected by it yet. 10 days later the government sealed borders and a lockdown was declared.
When Boo was 10 weeks old late June we resumed our search again. Day by day I was getting confident we have to move out of the apartment, the kids needed space to move and run about. Covid had hit the real estate real bad and prices were going down marginally. Everything became online, even the agent giving us a full walk through to the house in real time. Still we didn’t have any luck with winning any sale or auction, the competition was high with everyone entering the market.
On a nice and sunny wintry morning in August we visited a nice little house for inspection on a Wednesday. Restrictions had been lifted and we were allowed to do physical visits with masks on. Moo was in school and it would be one of the many inspections we did without her that month. We liked the house, it had an English cottage vibe with a huge front yard and picket fences. The auction was set for a Saturday three weeks later and we registered our interest for the auction as was our habit for all the houses.
The auction was on the first weekend of spring and many people had come to attend. We had a birthday party invite for lunch that afternoon and thought we will attend the auction and go from there. The house was on the way so we wouldn’t even have to double back. As soon as Moo saw the house she said it’s too pretty we won’t get it lets not waste time here 👀
Zack had the same thoughts seeing the number of interested buyers. Me..I had put Boo to sleep with great effort in her pram once we got out of the car and was in no way going to put her back in the car seat earlier than 30 minutes which was her nap duration. You might as well pick up a number I told Zack, we have 30 minutes to kill. Moo picked up a number for the auction and we told her she can hold it up high if we bid.
The bidding started and it started pretty low. Three parties who were interested were bidding with gusto. Many onlookers were present and a public auction is a treat to watch anyway. At one point the auctioneer raised the gavel for second time and no one had a bid to challenge it. I raised Moo’s hand and we made our first bid. The number was well within our budget. We raised our number three times and I was 90% sure the other family bidding with us will raise a couple of thousands more. But they didn’t!! My heartbeats got faster with every passing minute. Moo grew impatient and said let’s go. The real estate agent was checking with the owner on phone if our offer could be accepted. They wanted to hit reserve price but we couldn’t match it. I was checking if Boo was still asleep and ready to manoeuvre her pram outside the main gate when the agent came back and told us to make a final offer and the house will be ours. We upped our offer by a single grand. And we saw the smiling face of the agent one minute later and the auctioneer hitting the gavel towards us saying – sold to the family whose baby slept through my screeching 😂😂
And that my dearies became the second biggest news of 2020, we got our own house to call home and raise two girls. It set a precursor to lot many changes that would come to us individuals ( our housing loan was refused), as a couple ( utmost stressful times arranging funds ) and as a family, but with all the bad came a lot many good too. The good is the manifestation of my personal goals. Couldn’t start off that series without writing about the 🏠