I tried to contain my excitement, but I didn’t think it was working. It only took one question from the woman at independent home inspectors Freshwater Creek to set me off on an over enthusiastic, excitement driven rant about my hunt for the perfect cheap home. I went on, blabbering to the woman about how I’d turned from a completely sane but overly bored robot slave in a dead end job. Explaining my enthusiasm boost and drive to start my new life, I mentioned the A Current Affair show to the woman. Surprisingly, the woman had sent he show herself, and stated that finding a home like that would be amazing. To find one that was completely sound in structure would be extraordinary indeed. I held my breath, contained the adrenalin that was rushing through my body and explained that I had in fact, found the perfect home. Congratulating me, the woman looked through their appointment chart to find out when they were next available.
Once I’d hung up the phone to the woman at certified building inspections Melbourne, I made myself a cup of tea. I sat back in front of the computer and looked at the house, for the sixtieth time. I imagined myself living there. I pictured everything, from the Building Defect Report Moorabool inspector carrying out his work, to the removalists unloading all of my furniture. Everything went perfectly in my head, I just hoped that it all went smoothly in the real world. The inspection was booked for a week’s time. I had a lot of stuff to arrange before then, so I decided to write out a list. If I didn’t have things displayed in front of me, it was easy for me to lose track.