MOVING RIGHT ALONG
The rules around relocating can sometimes be broken
For the past six months, my steel toe caps and I have been crossing the country, filming the second season of Foxtel’s Love It Or List It Australia. The show airs later this year, and if you watched Season 1 you will know that I’m Team Love It and my co-host Andrew Winter is Team List It.
My job is to persuade Aussie homeowners that their dream houses are the ones that they are already in, and that clever renovation with a spritz of style is the answer to all of their woes. Andrew, on the other hand, tries to lure them away with a pocketful of real estate dollars. It’s basically a twist on the age-old adage of “better the devil you know”.
So, in the spirit of confession – and before I am outed – I have to confess that Team Love It has just listed, which proves that: a) I’m human and fallible, and b) sometimes extenuating circumstances, such as a much-needed tree change, mean selling up really is the only answer.
After almost two decades in Sydney, my partner and I decided it was time to follow our hearts to the South Coast of NSW, and that no amount of creative renovation or lateral thinking was going to bring our inner-city apartment closer to the country or spectacular Seven Mile Beach. I think our souls (and our dogs) will thank us for it.
But while I’m in the dock, there are a few other transgressions I’d like taken into consideration. I purchased our home in the country before I sold our apartment in the city. In a volatile market like the one we’re now in, that’s a Real Estate 101 no-no. To avoid weeks, if not months, of angst please don’t follow my example. And while showing our (admittedly lovely, though I might be biased) apartment to potential buyers, we stubbornly kept our master ensuite as a library room, believing that if we could see how effortlessly it converts to a luxurious bedroom, then of course buyers would. How easy it is to make three bedrooms feel just like two. Guilty as charged. I should also add that one man’s Eden is another’s hell. Unless you really are buying (what you believe to be) your forever home, then the old “location, location, location” rule definitely applies. Beauty may be in the eye of the beholder – namely you – but (a bit like that tree that falls unheard in the forest) if nobody else sees it, is it really beautiful?