The experience of selling our house and buying a new one has been pretty similar to planning our wedding. At first, we were like, “OMG YES! So fun! Make it so pretty! Allllll the ideas!” And then I started pinning things like crazy (except that Pinterest didn’t exist when I got married and BACK IN MY DAY we cut ideas out of magazines that were MADE FROM PAPER).
But then there were contracts and vendors, and we started bleeding money, and days before the big day we’re like, “Why didn’t we run off to a romantic island and build a hut from grass at sunset with our closest friends and family?”
The biggest similarity is that by the end of the planning and prepping, we are both like, “Welp, I hope we love each other (and the house) forever because NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN. Stuck for life.”
It’s been hard to get excited about the new house because it’s been a rocky few weeks with our buyers. And then there’s always the fear that something random will happen before closing, like the zombie apocalypse or a massive Ebola outbreak that shuts down the entire city.
I have an overactive imagination.
Assuming nothing blows up over the next 4 days, though, we are all set to close on both houses next Monday. Like, we will be moving boxes into our new house this time next week.
So now it’s full-on packing mode. The house is covered in giant boxes, which is a toddler wonderland!
The sacrifices and the stress will be worth it in the end. We are all looking forward to moving on and settling in. We know quite a few of our new neighbors, and we each have big plans for different parts of the house. Scott is already dreaming up a new garden. The kids are looking forward to playing in the big driveway. I am so pumped to decorate my new craft/photo studio!
All that’s standing in our way is a little ol’ move, and writing a giant check.
And lots of boxes.
A huge thanks to Seventh Generation for sponsoring this post and sending Lowell a ton of their new Touch of Cloth disposable diapers. When Lowell isn’t in cloth diapers, he’s been in Seventh Generation diapers since the day he was born, so this is such a natural fit for us.
I had to pack up the cloth diapers when we put the house on the market because it just wasn’t something I could keep up with right now. The upside is those diaper boxes are the perfect size for Lowell to help pack his own toys.
Yeah, get to work, buddy.