Home at last.

Seven years of saving. Two years of searching. Ten years lie ahead of me of hard graft. But my dream is finally coming true!

A place of my very own.

I went unconditional and paid the deposit today. In four more weeks it will be mine.
It's not a gypsy caravan, it's not a secluded scrap of land on which to park a trailer. It's not totally off-grid. Surprisingly, I've ended up with a much larger place than I ever expected. A two bedroom cottage at 101 square meters, and a third of an acre of land, on the edge of a small village just over an hour south of Auckland. Two sides of the property look out over farmland, and the back of it slopes upwards to a lovely spot to sit and catch the breeze under the trees. It needs work, but that's why I could afford it. :-)

Now the question is.... will my friends come to visit me?