No, the house has not sold yet.
The market is flat and now that it is winter our prospects are even slimmer for a sale. The good news is that it is not our house, it is the market. Our house is still very desirable and beautiful, in a good neighbourhood and specifically designed with the needs of a retired population in mind. Most of the houses that went on the market here last spring are still for sale, or their owners have taken them off the market. This makes me feel better about things, the right buyer will come, I am sure of it.
The funny thing is, I have come to a place where I am OK with the house not selling. Now don’t get me wrong, I still really want it to sell and we are still dreaming of white sand and swaying palm trees, but I have found a place of happiness. After the first few months without any offers I began to get a little depressed. I thought I could not bear to stand another winter here. I found it next to impossible to live in the present, my mind always wandered into this endless cycle of doubt, anxiousness, and fear that we would be stuck here forever.
So what changed?
Well a lot of it had to do with some mental exercises I have been practicing. Every time I walk into the house I appreciate its beauty. I thank the universe for having a beautiful place to live and (this may sound cheesy) I try to send positive thoughts into the walls. Because if I keep harbouring negative energy towards the house then someone who comes to look at it might feel that negativity and be turned off by it.
I have also almost completely stopped researching for the trip. Sounds strange right? But I found that every time I discovered a great new bungalow online or a fabulous activity we could try I would start to feel depressed again that we weren’t already in Asia experiencing it. So instead I am focussing my energy on being more present with where I am.
And I have truly embraced the idea that there is a reason for everything.
I’m not the same person I was nine months ago when we put the house on the market. Mike and I have changed our plans at least a dozen times. We have explored our ideas about what it is we really want out of life and have tried to figure out how we can attain our dreams.
We have had many conversations about what our perfect life would look like, how could we make money while following our dreams, what are we willing to live with and live without, what are our personal boundaries, what kind of childhood do we want for our children, how much of our time are we willing to trade for money?
We haven’t come up with definitive answers for all our questions but we have come a lot closer to understanding what it is we want out of life and how we are going to go about getting it.
If our house would have sold right away I don’t know if we would have asked all these questions. I think we would have jumped into our trip with both feet, spent a lot of money, and then would have to come home and start the daily grind all over again. Originally this was the plan but now our plans have become a whole lot bigger (and a whole lot smaller at the same time!)
Having this pause in our lives, this lesson in patience and presence has helped Mike and I to see our dreams more clearly and I am grateful for it.
The house will sell when it is supposed to sell, and I am OK with that.