Thankful Thursday: A life less ordinary.

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When the Supertrucker and I were first together we briefly looked at renting a unit in the inner suburbs. We had loads of friends doing so. We were young and carefree and had a social life and it seemed like an awesome thing to do.

In the end I moved to his hometown for a few years then we headed to the outer 'burbs where we could afford to get into the property market.

We built our first home. It was such an excellent adventure and that home served us well for 6 years (with a years stint in Queensland somewhere around the middle of that time) until we outgrew it and our next door neighbours turned out to be the psycho feral bogan domestically violent bizarro world nasty pasties that you see on trash tabloid TV.

We had three children and bought a lovely 4 bedroom up the other end of town, very close to where my parents live. I was so happy to be back among the gum trees and the kids' school was literally 300 metres away.

Our back deck has beautiful views out over a reserve, it is all treetops rather than houses and we've said for a while now that if we were ever to move from here it would have to be to acreage because we just really like the feeling of space and room to move. Our nasty experiences with the feral bogans old neighbours left us feeling we'd not like to live in such close quarters with other people again because you really just do not know what you are going to get.

When we moved here two and a half years ago we said we would not be moving again for a very long time. Then we had our babygirl. And our little house on the biggish block suddenly got just that little bit smaller. Fine for now, fine for a few more years even and there is nothing wrong with sharing bedrooms in my opinion.

But then we've tiptoed around the idea of moving out further, out onto acreage for a while now. Both of us carefully trying to figure out how the other was feeling about it. In the meantime I did some investigating.

In the area we are looking our little mate will have faster access to the services he needs even taking into account the time it takes to sell/buy/settle. There are no waiting lists on the private services we need and the public service waiting list is one fifth of what it is here.

The local country school has 200 students, a third of the size of the school my biggles now attend. There are two teachers there with expertise working with children on the autism spectrum which is two more than at our current school. Both my big kids have friends there already as my BFF lives in the area and we've met lots of lovely people through her over the past few years.

Oh yeah, my BFF lives there. My BFF who I went to school with every day and then saw once a week at least when we were studying and who saw me through my ugly late teens and early twenties. My BFF who is godmother to our children and who, since she moved away to study years ago, we get to see every few months. Yep. She lives there. My other sister.

So if you've made it through all of that you're wondering what I'm thankful for right?

Here it is. I'm thankful to be willing to take a risk. To tackle a massive undertaking, a huge change to our lives in the belief that it will be of great benefit to my family in the long term. To be braving leaving the comfort of my hometown because I think my sons in particular will grow and thrive in a way they might not where we are. To be taking a chance because we are lucky enough to be in a position to.

It's Thursday. I'm excited, nervous, insanely busy as I prepare our house to hit the market in a week or so, and incredibly thankful to be living this amazing life.

Brace yourselves, our boring 2012 just flipped on its head and I'll be sharing the journey.