I know. I know. I said I was resurrecting this blog *mumblemuble* weeks (okay, fine β months) ago. And I haven’t.
I’m juggling day job shit AND packing up 15 years of packrattiness (both mine and my husband’s) while we fix up some minor house stuff so we can list it and move out of the city. And there are only so many hours in a day.
What’s that? Oh, yeah β that last part. Yes, you read correctly: leave the city.
I moved to Toronto in 1996 and for most of that time absolutely loved living downtown in Canada’s largest hub. But the thing with most big cities is: they’re for the young and the rich. One of those things I’ve aged out of. The other I’m likely never to be.
The nice thing is we’ve already cultivated a community and circle of friends in a new town after having spent a couple of year’s worth of long weekends there with our closest friends who made a similar move a few years back.
We’ve even looked at a few houses (one in particular we’re both a bit smitten with.) We won’t be ready to pull the trigger on anything just yet. But seeing how much bang our bucks will have outside of the GTA is a heartening thing, indeed.
Stay tuned!