I was thinking on the way home tonight (we’re back in Sydney – tonight was actually Bible Study) that “the householder” would be a great action hero kind of name – like the transporter, but, somehow different.
Did I mention not being terribly coherent on the way home?
Anyway, this house belongs to our hosts last friday night: the whole transfer of ownership thing takes place sometime soon, and from peering in the windows, it looks like it’s going to be an excellent place for them to live.
I spend a lot of time thinking about being a householder, but I can’t seem to decide on where I’d like to live. This makes the whole house purchase concept a little elusive.
Are you happy where you’re living? How did you figure out it was the place to be?