I’ve been thinking a lot about starting to blog again. It’s been on my heart to document this journey because I know that one day I’ll wish I did. This is not a glamorous story. Parts of it will represent some of the most difficult times of our marriage and parts will show some of the highest mountaintops too. This story isn’t finished yet, and honestly I don’t know when it will be. We’ve grown more in the past 7 months than we wanted to (just being honest). As the story unfolds over the next several posts you’ll understand why.
The next several blog posts will go into details that I’ve debated on not sharing, but I’ve decided to. Because it’s our story and good or bad, it’s true and I want to look back one day when I’m old and remember every little detail. So I’ll back way up and start at the beginning.
In February of 2018 we started tossing around the idea of selling our home and moving. We didn’t know exactly where we wanted to move to or what we wanted to do but we wanted change.
I’ll never forget the cold, rainy Sunday that I was scrolling through Zillow and stumbled upon a fixer upper on the lake. The house was well within our budget and it inspired me. I couldn’t stop imagining what we could do with it. We decided to drive by and take a look.
We talked about that house for a couple weeks but eventually decided that we didn’t want to live on the water while we had three little kids at home. But that was it… it was at this point that we just couldn’t imagine staying in our home. We had imagined our lives unfolding someplace else and started to become unattached to the home we were currently living in.
We also knew that the housing market was the best it had been in a long time so we wanted to take advantage of that situation and sell while the market was still so hot. So we started getting the place ready to sell.
We still weren’t for sure what we wanted to do or where we wanted to go. We talked about buying a fixer upper and updating it. We talked about downsizing and learning to live “smaller”. Somehow that sounded exciting to me. Haha. But we ultimately decided to build our forever home.
The next decision to be made was to decide where we wanted to build. We talked about building on my parent’s property, but decided that doing that would pretty much prevent us from ever moving if we wanted to (because they wouldn’t want us to move and sell and thus have strangers as neighbors on their property). We drove through so many neighborhoods and looked at “non-neighborhood” locations too.
I grew up on lots of land with no neighbors in sight and Nathan grew up in a neighborhood with homes very close together. We agreed that there were benefits to both. We continued our search with hopes that we could find a location that would be a happy medium.
We eventually found the perfect spot that we still consider the dreamiest place on earth. It’s a 3.5 acre plot of land with some woods, a gorgeous creek and breathtaking views. It has privacy, but it’s still in a neighborhood where everyone else has a good amount of land too. The beautiful homes are spread out on rolling hills with lots of white picket fencing and horses. When we saw it we knew it was home. We quickly offered on the land and purchased it.
We thought that selling our home would be easy, considering we renovate and sell homes for a living, but we were dead wrong. Cleaning, decluttering, and fixing little things that never bothered us (but that had to be done to sell it) was super hard…in an emotional sense. We had brought all three of our babies home to that house. I was way more attached to it than I ever imagined I would be. But, we cleaned and cleaned and sold and donated tons of stuff. So much stuff that it actually started to feel empty by the time pictures were taken.
Our house sold immediately after listing it for a full $15,000 more than we were asking. We clearly felt that God was opening doors for us and leading in this major decision. Even though I was emotional through this entire process, we felt at peace about it all.
It was the weirdest thing, though. I clearly remember on the second day of showings that we had to be gone pretty much all day because there were showings back to back throughout the day. We had a late showing that was supposed to end at 9:00pm. We had been visiting my parents and returned home around 9:15pm. When we got to our house the potential buyers were still there looking at our house with their agent. I could see them standing in MY living room with the lights on while we drove by with babies in the car that were tired and ready to go to bed. I remember being mad. Because even though I wanted to move, it was still really hard to turn that home over to another family. It was like part of me wanted to tell them to take a hike and the other part wanted to scream “buy my house”. I know that sounds so crazy.
The day we signed the contract I felt fairly numb. Like I signed it and knew that we were doing what we decided we wanted to do. I knew we would be building our dream home. I knew it was time. I knew all these things, but I still had to keep my heart out of it and just use my head to make this “business transaction” like we’d done so many times before. We’ve bought and sold a lot of houses, but this was home…my home. Our home. That home saw our last days with just me and Nathan before we became parents. It saw me become a mother to the most adorable set of twins and try to figure out how to be just what they needed. It saw us add a third baby to our wild crew. That home was our haven for 5 years and we had made it beautiful. It was hard. The entire month of packing and moving I just had to not think about it and press forward.
I know some of you reading this are thinking “good grief, if you didn’t want to move that bad then you should’ve just stayed.” And that’s true, but we DID want to move and build. But what can I say, I’m just a wife and mama that was emotional during that time. It was weird.
I’ll pick up right here in the next blog post and talk about our search to find a temporary living situation and the actual move from our home into our rental. It’s a doozy. Stay tuned for more!
Thanks for reading!