So the two weeks of showings and waiting were probably the longest two weeks of my life. It was so stressful. So when we finally got an offer the other day I was so excited! I was seriously getting worried that it just was not going to happen for us. But it did. We are OFFICALLY under contract.
After the excitement wore off, I definitely had my "oh shit" moment. Like what the hell was I thinking? We are essentially homeless now and my feelings were a little hurt realizing that we are down to the very last month in this house. You see... when I first starting writing this blog, we had just purchased our house. Since then that house has turned into a home. Its the house we got married in, the house we brought all three of our children home to, the house our dogs passed away at. So many memories will forever be held in that house. It was the first house we made together, aside from the apartment that we lost to a fire. This was my home. As a child, I didn't really have one home that I grew up in, which was perfectly okay. I loved moving. But when we bought this house, it was truly mine. My home. My safe place. I love that home, and always will. I will say that I am so relieved that the new owners seem to have a similar story as us. They are a young couple who have been married a few years and are ready to start a family there. It definitely helps me cope with the grief of "losing" such a great place.
Now we are onto finding the home our children will remember and consider home. It will be a tough bargain to find something so cute, cozy and comfortable but I am so determined to do that for my babies!
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