Home Sweet Home

29 Jul

Yesterday was the one year anniversary of the day we closed on our house.  As I’m sure you’ll recall, the house hunting process was painful at times.  J & I looked for condos and houses in two different states for six months.  And when I say looked, I mean almost every weekend, some weeknights, and Internet searches every day.  Six months, two Realtors, two offers, and one painful closing process later, we were in our first home.

I love it.  I loved it the minute I walked in, and I still love it.  Sure, it has things I don’t like about it, but almost every day I walk in the door and think “This is mine.  I own it and I love it.”  And that’s a really good feeling.

We bought a house that needed no work.  We closed at Monday at 7pm, and moved in the next day at noon.  By the end of the week, we were all unpacked.  The walls were the perfect colors, the floors were in good shape, and the appliances worked.  What more did we need?

Of course, there are things we’d like to change.  They range from smaller projects (make the shelves in the cabinets stop sagging, paint the laundry room floor that peels on my bare feet when I iron) to larger ones (get hardwood on the stairs, a new vanity for the upstairs bathroom, put in my dream kitchen), yet we’ve done nothing.  Its an effort in itself to keep 2,200 square feet clean.  And the toilet paper holder hasn’t fallen off yet, so no need to replace it, right?

The yard is a whole other ballgame.  We have just over ¾ acre, and it’s a lot (not that I mow it, but I see how sweaty J gets when he does).  I swear I could spend days (and thousands of dollars) at the Garden Shop at Home Depot and it wouldn’t look any different.  And the weeds – they keep coming back!  I’m sure our grass is all weeds, but it looks decent, so it will stay.  Did I mention the dead cat skeleton?  Yeah, we’ll skip that story for now.

We’ve had some great times in that house this past year.  We slept on the floor that first night, celebrated both J & I’s thirtieth birthdays, hosted various Christmas parties and some dinner parties, spent countless nights chilling on the deck, and many more cozied up next to the fire.  And I know there will be many more memories to come – babies to bring home from the hospital (one day, not now!), kiddie parties, various celebrations of happy things and countless Christmas mornings with Baileys, coffee, and banana bread.

The bottom line is, no matter what we have to do, and how overwhelming owning a house (and its accompanying bills and issues) can seem sometimes, I’m in love.  This was a bigger decision than marrying J, and I’m happy that both seem to be working out just fine.

To celebrate, J & I toasted with the champagne in this picture.  It was a gift from one of his customers that we never drank last year, since we had no fridge to chill it in during the hottest part of the summer.  J’s toast – “One down, twenty nine to go.”  I hope the next twenty nine are just as good as number one.


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