I moved into a new part of the city last month after purchasing a home.
For the longest time, I was living in apartments.
My goal was always to purchase a house, but the market hasn’t been the easiest. Property prices are always on the rise, and these can lock out many people from owning a house. Still, I never gave up home, and would make sure to reach my savings target each month. I also spoke with a friend who is a real estate agent to let me know if a house I’d love came into the market. One day she took me to this lovely area, away from the chaos of downtown, and it even had a backyard. Immediately I was in love with the house and the area, and knew this would be the place for me. We finalized the purchase, and I packed up my apartment in the city about 3 months later when my lease was up. The day I was moving in, I saw a HVAC van packed in front of the house next door, and there was a guy knocking on the door. I had some people helping me move the items to the house, so I mostly stood by and watched. The HVAC worker kept knocking on the door for 15 minutes, then he walked by to say hello. He told me there was an old lady who lives in the house and at times she refuses to open the door for any person. She’d phoned the HVAC company to hire them to fix her AC, but now she was refusing to open the door. The guy had no choice but to leave since he had other HVAC appointments.