....is literally the worst until you get to your new home and you remember why you went through all that Hell in the first place...


I'm sure a few of you guys can relate. My wife and i are moving out of our townhouse and into a beautiful home a few towns over. But between the back and forth with the lawyers, then prep for the showings and open house, getting all the paperwork ready, packing the place and all the renovation work going into the new place...the stress level is at all time high....

good news is we got $40k OVER Asking on our townhouse

I can't imagine the stress with so much money on the line. I hate dealing with paperwork and the bureaucratic red tape of anything. Wifey (she's great at it) and I just said last night, "If we didn't have a kid, this move would feel so fun, but because we do, it adds a lot of anxiety to the process."

We left Crete a month ago after living there for three years and have been bouncing around France since. Currently in The Alps. Vienna is our final destination in two weeks which involves staying in two flats before we move into the place we'll call home after a month of being there. It's been a wild ride for our boy who's trying to figure it all out in his head. It's not ideal, but I think the pros of the travels will far outweigh the cons, especially when everything we explain to him happens as such. Each destination we get to must secure some sort of connection for him. He's a superstar though and handling it well all things considered. The boy speaks English, Greek and French ffs. And soon it'll be German

We have a flat back in London with a lot of our stuff. The most important being my decks and vinyl collection -- plus a hundred or so waiting in unopened packaging ready to be played (so excited). We booked a mover yesterday. Now I have to buy the packaging for the equipment. I'll fly to London at the start of September to sort it all. It seems like an unnecessary financial burden and hassle at the moment but it'll feel so nice to finally have a few of the things we cherish back in our possession after all this time. I can't wait to get back into mixing on the decks and ditch the controller. Also can't wait to sleep in our super king bed we bought just before we left.

Anyway, all the best with your new place. I hope to buy a proper house one day. It's never really been on my radar, but the search for stability continues and I think this move will lead us to somewhere we feel very comfortable and safe for the fam.

Was going to post this in the Friday thread but here I am with Mont Blanc a little earlier before the Sancerre. Cheers

The last move I made was into the house I live in now, and no intention of moving any time soon.

However, I do give real thought to what it would be like to have to go through our stuff and pack it up to move. These thoughts contribute, in a small way, to my need to keep our house uncluttered and not hold onto all kinds of stuff. And we still definitely have stuff that'd be a huge pain in the ass to deal with.

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Originally posted by Scoops I'm sure a few of you guys can relate.

I don't know if I can really, but we were stuck between our new place (owned) and our old place (rental) for a few months because of our cats. When I moved into the old place, the landlady showed me the place and paid special attention to this bamboo wallpaper they had in the place. She said I couldn't have cats, since they would scratch the wallpaper to oblivion in a matter of weeks. The wallpaper had a special meaning to her from the time she lived there with her husband, so I saw what she meant. However, after a big break up, I went through a bad time in that apartment and ended up ignoring her advice completely, getting two cats, who - yeah - completely destroyed the bamboo wallpaper. They ate probably 30% of it. We ended up changing the wallpaper on my dime, rightfully. I was just really scared she'd sue me for violating the rental contract by having cats, so I put the thing off for a long time. When she was supposed to come check out the new wallpaper, she went to a completely different apartment she owned and said the wallpaper had no damage and was just as she remembered it during her time there with her husband, so the wallpaper probably wasn't that special in the end.

The worst part for me was that I agreed to show the place to new possible tenants, and as the area had degenerated quickly, the candidates were fucking weird. I went to each showing with a knife in my pocket, and got at least one lesbian couple to not even apply for it because of the schizophrenic junkie upstairs who would just go into this screaming fit at a random time of day, seemingly just throwing his furniture around the apartment. I caught the guy trying to steal a bicycle multiple times, and he would just walk towards me like a bear and then turn away at the last second screaming like a fucking lunatic. The place had a door phone, and all of the apartments were just bombarded with it on some nights when people were coming to collect their debt. Thankfully the phone turned off at 23. Them breaking the downstairs door window to get in was a much quieter way for them to get in. It's crazy how when I moved there, the place was seen as a safe spot in a very "bohemian" area. It was full of old people and a few young couples with children, but as the old people died off, their inheritors just rented the apartments out without ever seeing the tenants, and the whole building just eventually became this nest for prostitutes, drug dealers, and lowlives in general, with homeless junkies trying to sleep in the hallways. Turning off the lights and hiding in your apartment to not appear "at home" after hearing a bunch of Russian thugs enter the building never felt like something I'd do during my life, and I hope I never have to live in a shithole like that again.

Now we're in a suburb with detached houses and a couple of rowhouses (don't know what that would be in English) in the mix, and even this is too much for me with the neighbor's kid abusing his moped on the street too often during summer. Although this is paradise compared to where we used to be, I am convinced I will find myself back in the woods before I turn 40. 20 km to the nearest store with less than 30 people at a 10 km radius is what I want.

Don't know what kind of neighborhoods most of you live in, but I think our current one would be pretty close to a suburb somewhere upstate New York (minus the city-owned rowhouses that Nordic socialism just has to fucking plop everywhere to fight segregation).

By the way, how many places have you lived in? This one is my 11th, and it kind of feels like a high number.

LOL goddamn.


I used to live downtown in my city, amongst quite a diverse stratification of people. My street and the surrounding block was relatively quiet and safe. But if you were to cross the street on the south border it was like a totally different neighborhood. Vagrants, addicts, sketchy people. Still never bothered me though.

Would be a much different story if I still lived there today, as the local outreach centre was moved to that very street on the south border a year ago, and now that area is swarming with homeless and addicts. Not that I believe they are inherently criminals, but yeah they do stupid shit and are a disturbance to the relative peace.

when i was renting back in the day i think i had 13 changes of address in 12 years. moving each time sucked balls, but it did make you efficient re not holding onto shit you didn't need. also - keep the boxes of shit you buy if you intend to move it next time.

of course, eventually i graduated to engaging those who made poor life decisions to move the heavy shit for me.

coincidentally to the thread, i'm moving again in about a month as we've purchased our Forever Home - the final property before you move into your Death House. the city generally has great water views, but even by those standards the new place is awesome.

nothing needs doing, other than cat-proofing a fence, because im fucking sick and tired of cleaning dog shit inside (inside dog, can't go outside while we're at work currently because the cat isn't allowed out, ergo sometimes there's dog shit inside).

like JEO, also looking to a marked improvement in neighbour surroundings! immediate neighbours here have been great, but i don't expect there'll be 8am weekend drag races between dirt bikes in the new location, which is a step up.

wanted to keep the current home (as property investment is what you do in AU), but it's just a bit too old and more a family home than something i'd keep for 20 years until retirement. so we're now just fixing up the minor maintenance issues so we can sell after we're out.

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Originally posted by JEO the landlady showed me the place and paid special attention to this bamboo wallpaper they had in the place. She said I couldn't have cats, since they would scratch the wallpaper to oblivion in a matter of weeks. The wallpaper had a special meaning to her from the time she lived there with her husband, so I saw what she meant.

this is so fucking common here it really shits me (due to work). property investment is a business; you make rational, economic decisions as you would in any business. if too much of your heart and soul exists in a fucking building, you should sell it rather than lease it. you'll never cope with a tenancy otherwise (and 99% of those who manage their own properties are fucking shit at it).

eta - if anyone wants a free cat or dog, hit me up.

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Originally posted by JEO By the way, how many places have you lived in? This one is my 11th, and it kind of feels like a high number.

If you include the squalid cave I rented at university, I'm up to ten, and the number is only going to go up. After selling my old home and moving to Manchester I went back to renting for a year or so, but I bought this current flat when I'd been with my girlfriend for six months. It's a tiny one bed flat so not fit for a couple, but it's in a beautiful leafy neighbourhood. But obviously we want to move in together, so I'm going to have to rent this place out, rent somewhere with my girlfriend until we pass the "Don't want to strangle each other" test, and then sell it and buy somewhere else.

In all honesty, as much as I want to live with my girlfriend and the cat, I'm also very settled living here on my own and the thought of two more moves in the next couple of years makes me tired just sitting here imagining it.

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Dunno what your (or the UK�s) situation is, jack, but you might consider keeping the unit after buying another place.

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I've moved 16 times in my life. My current place I've lived in for 14 years now, which is ridiculous to think about considering how much of a vagabond I was in the first half of my adult life. Rent's gotten so expensive though, that I'm kinda' stuck here, bylaws only allowing landlords to raise rent a small percentage each year for tenured tenants.

For example, this was the first year I had to pay over $1000 for rent (a studio suite). A 1bed in my building currently goes for around $2500. It's a decent building in a nice neighborhood, sure, but not *that* fancy.

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DON'T want to strangle each other test? It's much more important to pass the DO want to strangle each other test. You should definitely wait a while there, Jack. Lolololol.

I moved around a lot as a little kid (military brat) and can't remember much before that, so I can't count. But since I moved back to Brasilia at the age of 6 or 7, and my family miraculously managed to stay put, depending on how you count, I don't think I've lived in more than... 4 places? Definitely can count in just one hand.

Hell, apart from my brief stints in Korea and the Amazon, where I pretty much just took my clothes with me and still had my belongings in my apartment so I didn't have the hassle of going back and forth whenever I needed to (which I'm counting for maths' sake), I've spent most of my adult life in the same 15 kilometre radius where I was born.

Really love it here, if I ever move out I won't be happy about it at all.

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Originally posted by pkcRAISTLIN Dunno what your (or the UK�s) situation is, jack, but you might consider keeping the unit after buying another place.

I expect I'll need the equity if I want something half decent in a nice neighbourhood. The situation here is the same as pretty much everywhere: if you want to live in a halfway desirable city (and Manchester certainly qualifies), it's not going to be cheap.

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> Back To Deep [Deep Trippy House]
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If you enjoy any of these sets and want to hear me live, I'll be playing a 2 hour progressive trance set at Basing House in Shoreditch, London on 11th October.
I'm also a resident at our bi-monthly party Kibosh in Manchester: https://www.instagram.com/kibosh.mcr/