In mid-January, Bill texted me a link to a builder’s website. That’s how it all started…
By mid-February, we were meeting with that builder and another.
On March 1st, we signed a contract for our “forever home”.
In mid-March, we hired a realtor.
In mid-April, we put our house on the market. 10 days later, we were under contract with a buyer.
In mid-May, they broke ground on our new house.
On June 1st, we moved out of our house and into an apartment where we will stay until our new home is ready. Today, we are closing on the town house.
“Whirlwind” doesn’t even cover it. It’s been insane. The whole house selling experience was … well, I will be very happy if we never have to do that again, however, I am glad that it happened so fast.
While we’re excited about our new home and all the much-needed extra space, leaving the town house is bittersweet. We have a lot of memories there.
Bill built this deck.
And this basement.
He was sitting here in the kitchen when I told him I was pregnant with Leah.
We built a nursery, and then a bedroom for the kids.
Caelan took his first steps in the living room.
We brought both of our kids home to this house. We took countless walks around the neighborhood, to the “wing and the loid” (swing and the slide), “around the circle”, “to the big houses”, and we watched for the ice cream truck.
It’s unlikely that Caelan will remember any of this and Leah surely won’t. But Bill and I will always be able to look back fondly on the house where our family was born. Bye bye house.