These busy 25-40 year old Australian and New Zealander parents of babies and toddlers have firm life plans and ambitions for family and professional success—now if only everything would just stay still for a minute so they can catch their breath and implement them: please, no sudden expenses, no housing or employment upsets, no tax or benefits, interest rate or market changes, no family emergencies to throw a spanner in the works. Employed full-time in skilled and semi-skilled positions in construction, mining, transport and storage, Making Ends Meet are taking advantage of any available overtime to amass a deposit on a new house and land package. They find it difficult to switch off from work and have above average levels of dissatisfaction with current jobs, recognition and opportunities—but need to stick it out in the face of tough employment conditions.
Walk with Me
I saw a sign on the drive home from work. I’d just picked up Miri from kinder and Jayson from day care and I was trying to remember what we had in the pantry for tea and I missed the turn-off and ended up having to go an extra three or four k’s around and there it was: The Everton.
I couldn’t remember it coming through on my realestate.com.au weekly email yet so it must have just gone up. I pulled over and took a photo and texted it to Tim, but he can’t check his phone when on site.
The Everton house-and-land package is perfect, just what we’d been looking for. Closer to work, four bedrooms (just in case we have another one, although I’m 34 now so getting a bit old), tiled lounge-dining area, kitchen with Caesarstone and walk-in pantry (which would mean I could actually start stocking it properly) and—best of all—a separate theatre room with a massive pull-down projector screen! We could get one of those huge corner lounges with cup holders and storage in the armrests that we saw in Super-A-Mart that we can’t fit in our rented place now. I could just imagine us all after dinner, each in our own recliner, watching a DVD on that screen.
Anyway, so when Tim gets home and I’ve got the pasta boiling we google it and he loves it too. We are about a year away still from having the deposit we’d originally thought we’d need, but after six years of working and paying rent and trying to save every penny, I reckon we could just about manage it if I could get some odd weekend shifts. It’s a bit of a risk, but we have to take the plunge some time.
We’ve got an appointment with the developer on Saturday.