Two Steps Forward, One Step Back
Hubster and I have become the frog climbing out of the well. What an arduous journey it’s becoming. The time has come for Hubster and I to sell our home. We listed it before I felt completely ready. We always knew that we wouldn’t be staying here forever, however I still had believed that we had a good 5 more years here. Our house has finally become a home, the rooms decorated to our liking and finally achieved cohesiveness through out. My gardens have been expanded and started to mature, just started our last…
I thought we were going to move on when our next castle was ready for us. Not when we had to move to ??? and await our castle. DIY projects a thing of the past and no garden to tend and enjoy? Hmm…
Under Contract
At first the thought was especially hard on me, Hubster thought it wasn’t that big of a deal. Maybe it’s my parents fault for providing a stable environment and never moving us around. I came home from the hospital to the home where they still live. Of course in college I lived in a new dorm/house each year, but they weren’t my homes. I always knew they were temporary and I never had to leave before I was ready. All the things I take pride in… my garden, my plants, my flowers. Collected from my friends, family and other places are now to be left behind.
Our house was under contract within days of putting it on the market. I started to get on board as we looked at many houses… I mean more than 50 in the first two months… The task has been daunting, but I now know that we made the right choice by selling before we buy another. No one wants to have two mortgages… We had a few houses we loved this summer, that just didn’t quite work out for us. The first one, the seller wanted $20,000 over the appraised value. The second home was my dream home and we had the highest bid in the auction, yet didn’t meet the reserve… the seller pondered our offer for a few weeks before declining. The third house, my favorite, was on the market for a year (we looked at it three times) and the day we went to make an offer, someone else had just beat us to the punch. Luckily our buyer needed to push back the sale a few months and it bought us more time…
Dream Home at Auction
Now the time has come to leave our home. There are only three things that are hard about this part of the transition, 1) not being allowed to have my pets, 2) not having gardens I designed and created and 3) not having a house I can call home. So as we continue on our 6th month of looking for our castle, I have a lot to get adjusted towards. I hope Hubster & I find something soon…
It’s time to take one last look around, close the door and say goodbye to the first home Hubster and I created and shared together…
Closing the Door
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Oh, that’s so sad. Good luck!
We will miss your first nest also.
Nice article.
It makes me sad that you’re leaving that home too- I loved it because I saw how much you did and all the love and creativity and hard work you poured into it.
What makes me even more sad is that I can’t picture where you’re now sleeping and eating!…Not a calming thought for an older sister. Can’t wait to check out your temporary place this winter.
Thanks everyone.
Riotflower, I’ll send you pics as soon as I’m unpacked a bit more.
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