Confidence is high at the moment. There is a lot happening, often with rapid progress. Sometimes in small steps, other times in huge strides. It is time to hold my nerve.
Swift progress has been made. Buyers’ queries have been answered. Contract paperwork signed. Transfer of Title paperwork signed. All done within 24 hours of receipt. Tick, tick, tick.
All the paperwork is back with the solicitors. Hopefully there will be no further queries raised, but no problem if there are. Just a waiting game for a date for the Exchange which will confirm the Completion date. There are lots of articles about significant delays in house purchases at the moment, although this is not my experience so far.
It’s time to hold my nerve. Things can change rapidly.
Somewhere to live
The speed of progress is great, but it now puts a little more urgency on finding somewhere to live. There is simply more demand than supply at present for rental property.
Focus has been on three particular areas for ease of travel. Criteria is relatively straightforward. Non-smoker, no pets, full-time employment, strong credit rating all lean towards a good prospective tenant.
Until now it’s been checking out what the rental market is looking like. Notifications from apps keep popping up with ‘properties based on your search criteria’. Really? Need to check my criteria.
Now, the need is to find somewhere to live. Viewing scheduled early next week. Looks an option. Waiting for a response from an agent regarding another property. There is an interim solution. A short-term Plan B.
It’ll be fine. I’m confident it will all come good. I just need to hold my nerve.
Action to deliver the dream
Focus is clearly on selling the house. Priority is to complete the ‘tasks’ set by the solicitors. And find somewhere to live. The practical stuff that I’m confident in doing and just power through.
As I sketch my dream – both on paper and in my mind – I often pause, reflect and reaffirm my thoughts. I’ve pages of scribbles in a book. And an online mind-map. The book enables me to brain-dump. The mind-map to structure my thoughts. Both are pinned together by my ‘to do list’.
Structuring things in this way works for me. If I was to look at myself through the outside lens, I would naively think OCD. Maybe I have. My daughters definitely think I have. And some work colleagues.
Everything needs to be in its place. Frustrating as hell, but it helps me. This year, partly due to lockdown and personal events during that period, I’ve learnt more about myself than I ever expected. Including why everything has needs a place and why I have some of my quirks.
With greater self-understanding, my book, mind-map and to-do-list, I really am at the start of something new, and I am trusting the magic of new beginnings.
I just have to hold my nerve.