How on earth did I end up here?
In a change that surprised me as much as my friends and family, I moved back to after 38 years living in Melbourne. Eighteen months earlier, on the spur of the moment, I’d bought a house across the road from where I first went to school.
An old red-brick place likely built in the late 30s, it was in very poor shape. After buying the place, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with it. I couldn’t rent it out the way it was. So I got the roof fixed and cleaned and the outside painted while thinking about my options.
Soon enough I decided I could change the focus of my business, and run things from Ky. So I found a local builder who helped transform my little old house. We did the inside in 2014, and the outside in early 2015. Now it feels very much like home sweet home.
How am I coping?
After decades of living in the city, life here is quiet and unremarkable. I feel settled, even though it still seems like a crazy decision to have moved here.
There are many things about country town life I’m grateful for. There’s no energy of rushing or busyness to get drawn into. The environment is much quieter and cleaner than in the city. Everything is walking distance away. A big benefit is being able to get away on camping trips without having to drive through city traffic. And it seems so much safer to be here in the middle of a pandemic.
I’m closer to family, which has been important with my brother recently dying, and my older sister being unwell. But I am further away from friends. And although I’ve met a lot of lovely people since moving here, I haven’t really formed any close friendships.
Apparently there are quite rational reasons for living here.
A 2020 study found Kyabram the most economically resilient regional town. While in 2019, it was reportedly the second-best place to retire in Victoria.
And now, here I am, retired.