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We chose to fly in to Perth pretty-much at random, as we had never been there before, and a couple of friends had said that we would really like it. We only had one contact who lived there. We planned to stay in Perth for a month or so and see what we thought, maybe moving on if we didn't settle there. But Perth is a wonderful place, and we moved into a big shared house by the beach, and quickly built a circle of good friends. Perth soon became home, we both got decent jobs, and after a year or so we started looking at houses. We eventually decided to buy a block of land, and have a developer build a house there for us, and in July of 2003 we signed the contract for a piece of land in a great location. Less than a year later we were in our first home together. The place was fantastic. We had been able to build a house and enjoy a lifestyle that was way beyond anything we could have afforded back in England.   
Life was looking great. I had been promoted at work to assistant manager at the rug store that i worked in, and Laura had got a job as a sunglasses sales rep, which gave her a company car too. Our longer term plan was to live in the house we had built for a year, and then sell it and move on to a new home. We had done our homework, and bought the piece of land in an up-and-coming location, hoping to benefit from the rising house prices in Western Australia. In the meantime we bought a second block of land in a new suburb development, right by the new metrorail line that was under construction. We would build a second house there, moving in when it was complete, selling the first house at that time, and using the equity from that to pay off as much as possible of the loan on the second place. We reckoned that if we did this three or four times, we could be mortgage free in around five years. But in November 2005 life had a huge surprise in store for me. Completely out of the blue, I discovered that somebody else had come into Laura's life, and she no longer wanted to be with me. It was a terrible time, and eventually we went our separate ways, after five years of marriage, and over twelve years together. I was utterly devastated. I moved out, and lived in an apartment that I managed to borrow. I thought long and hard about what I wanted to do, and eventually decided to leave my job of three years, and change my life completely. I did some truck driving lessons, and with a new licence I packed my car and drove out to the desert mining town of Kalgoorlie, where I eventually got a job driving the monster dump trucks in the open-cut gold mine there.   
I lived out there for six months, and made some great friends. The job was fantastic, and paid very well, and my living expenses were minimal. I had bought a caravan on a site in town, and saved my money, paying it off the loan secured against the new piece of land back in Perth. Laura and I had eventually sold the first house, and we distributed our assets from that equally. We decided that I would keep the new piece of land, taking over all costs and payments, and would complete the build of the new house there. We changed the paperwork accordingly, and in December 2006, my new house was ready. I moved back to Perth, and into the new house that had been designed as a home for two, and living there alone, I hated it! I got a new job in a mine in the desert far to the north of Perth, and worked on a fly-in fly-out basis. I would fly up to work for two weeks, work six 12-hour day shifts, seven 12-hour night shifts, then come home for a week off. Again, I was well paid, and continued to reduce my debt on the house as much as possible. But a year later, at the end of 2007, I decided it was time to sell up again and move on. The past was still haunting me. I lived in a house that was designed to be a home for two of us. Laura's touch was everywhere - in the colour of the carpets, paint and tiles. i was surrounded by the furniture and belongings from our previous life together. It was time to get rid of it all. It was time to move on from that part of my life that was now over. But how would I get rid of everything, and make the clean break and fresh start that I wanted? Next page - A Life For Sale ---> Reviews for "A LIFE SOLD" :-
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