...we like to clump as many life changes together as possible. And really, what's more fun than trying to keep a house clean with a toddler and an expanding middle region? We have decided to try and sell our house. For a number of reasons, some I'll talk about on here eventually. I don't know how long I (ahem, sorry, I mean the house) will last on the market. Today I walked out the door while simultaneously trying to Glass Wipe the fingerprints off it.
This is our third house, but the first one I loved. The house where we brought Charlie home from the hospital. The house where we met neighbors who became lifelong friends. The place where we said goodbye to Charmer.
This was my first project house - the first house I made "mine." There was the kitchen remodel. And the landscaping. Oh, and the painting. The bathrooms (I can not believe I actually showered in that "before" shower. Without shower shoes). The basement (who doesn't love knotty pine?) And then there was the little stuff (mostly done by Ken). The new window locks. The new outlets. The new window well covers. It really doesn't seem like there was anything we didn't do. Which is why it feels weird that someday (eventually, even if we don't sell until 2025, which is a possibility) someone else will be living in our house.
So if any of you are interested, let me know. I'll even throw in my scrapbooking desk! Now THAT'S a deal!