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closing

six months ago we put our house on the market in the anticipation for our next assignment. what an adventure of stress and headaches this process has been. today was the end. we closed. thrill does not properly describe what i/we feel. it is such a relief to know that we are ready to make a fresh start at our next location (wherever that may be). knowing that i will not have snow to worry about, grass to mow, weeds to pick, numerous windows to wash not to mention the vast amount of space to clean while chris is in korea, brings such happiness to my face. although we loved that house, putting our blood, sweat and tears into making it the beautiful thing that stands there today, we have been comforting ourselves by talking about all that was not loved---the sirens at all hours, trucks sounding as though they were flying through the bedrooms, traffic on the busy street outside, the small yard, continual battle with the backyard grass, the lack of cupboard space in the kitchen, the squeaky floors, laundry in the basement, the lack of central air and no foyer. to be fair, there was so much i loved--the sense of home, the warm, rich colors, the custom milled woodwork, the french doors in the living room, the shiny hardwood floors, the numerous windows in the living room, the sense of rooms throughout but especially in the dining room and kitchen even though they were connected, the beautiful flowers (many that i had received from my mom and grandma a.), the refinished original banister, the large windows in the master bedroom, and the many wonderful memories. we have learned so much from the home owning experience. so much. i can't wait to see where our wealth of knowledge leads us. until then, we'll enjoy renting.

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Erin said…
Congrats on executing the closing! I am sure there are mixed feelings about leaving and your new adventure but life is all about the twists and turns we take!

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