It’s always lovely to wake up and gaze out the window at a van that is covered in an orange/yellow dust of pollen. “AACHOOOO!!!!” Ugh. I’m so stuffed up and itchy and sneezy.
We’ve started to look at houses. Sad and exciting. Happening much quicker than I anticipated. Our realtor, Tony Jenkins, is great. He is friends with friends of ours – run many of the same circles. Anyway, we met with him yesterday and ended up talking about 3 hours. Going off on tangents. Talked about pooping snakes (well, Elliott did, we just joined in). We’re all prepped for cleaning up the house, cutting the clutter, and readying the house for sale. Tony thinks we should be able to sell it within a week. That leaves us not much time to even think clearly. Time to get our heads prepared.
This was our first house. Both our kids were born here (not literally, but you know what I mean). It\’ll be very difficult to leave and pass by these intimate memories like a season turned. There is always another season, a winding hand on a clock, ahead for us – strolling down the sidewalk. We can only trust that we\’re not in God’s way (I don’t think that’s possible anyway), and that the “desires of our heart” are following what is best for us and this family (not just wants; but needs).
We’ve seen a plethora of homes already. Overwhelming. What’s the yard size?, how many bedrooms,? does it have a finished basement?, is there room for an office?, are the appliances new?, updated, immaculate, roomy, tile, wood, paint, fixtures, walls, brick, wood, location, location, location, location — AAAAH. Lots to consider.
But Nothing yet. Although the idea of having acres of land and an big old (update) farmhouse is very enticing – the distance from friends is not. It will all work for the best. Somehow.
We’ll keep you all updated (of course).