SOLD!
I know I said last week that we were going to look at houses and that we were thinking about moving. Here’s my life since Friday:
Friday: drive home from Flagstaff. Prepare for my least favorite day of the year.
Saturday: Neighborhood garage sale (AAAAAHHHHH!) Ryan gets stuck with mandatory (third week in a row, but don’t get me started) so its me and the ‘rents at my least favorite activity EVER. Note me behind the camera hiding from hagglers. And yard-spitter-oners. And my crazy brother posing in the background.
Saturday afternoon: house shopping without Ryan. Murphy’s law: on the one day you’re house shopping without your husband, you find THE house.
Sunday: stress about buying a house your husband hasn’t seen.
Monday noon: take husband to see house; one o’clock: make offer; 1:30 your own house goes up on MLS; 3pm people start stalking the house even though there’s not a sign up yet; 4:30 house is in shambles from packing (and drinking), so of course your agent calls to say people are coming; 5pm people come to see the house; 5:02 people leave without fully appreciating your home and its gorgeous backyard.
Tuesday morning: our offer for the new house is rejected, but we receive an offer on ours! Tues afternoon: redo our offer, drive to BFE to get hubby’s signatures, arm wrestle a fax machine. Tues evening: accept offer on our house. But ALSO show the house to another couple and get a call on an offer from them too. So let’s review: we have no house to move into, but we could sell our house 10 times over.
PHEW! I’m almost glad its gone so fast because I was verging on a full emotional break-down yesterday. This is MY house. It used to be orange with red trim outside, pink carpet, dirt in the backyard…. Now it is a gorgeous home. My home. And strangers are walking through it. Judging. Commenting.
So now I’m going to spend the next month soaking up my first house. And my gorgeous backyard. Today, after a much needed (and quickly drank) glass of wine I sat in the backyard to watch the sunset. I always wish that I had photography training, but no more so than when its sunset. But what I do know is, I can photograph the puppies and I almost always love how the pictures come out because I love those pups as if they were my kids. And if a sunset happens to sneak into the background….
