26 Oct 2011
Lydia van Jaarsveld
My story is one that spans over a period of 7 years. We lived in our home in Westonaria and my children went to primary school there. We needed to find a smaller home close to where they would complete their high school and subsequently put our house up for sale. Being a small town (at the time) we battled to sell our house as it was huge and potential buyers always loved the house when they came to view but were always looking for a bargain and tried to negotiate a purchase price that would hardly afford us the opportunity to have a decent deposit to purchase another house. We eventually sold after 4 1/2 years. During this time we were also looking to buy property in Krugersdorp and found that the prices, compared to what we were selling our house for, was exorbitantly high. Out of dire need to find a place to live we rented a house when our home was sold. We lived in the rented house for 2 1/2 years (it was so small that we could only fit a double bed and a dressing table into the main bedroom and when my husband or I needed to pass one another, we had to sit on the bed to make space for the other one to pass. We had boxes stacked roof high in the garage. After 2 1/2 years we found a house for sale that was three times smaller than the one we lived in Westonaria but twice bigger than the rented house. It was also only three houses higher up in the same street where we were renting.