So…we moved into our new house a little over two weeks ago. I was hoping for the process to go by quickly, but I never expected this. Once we put our house on the market, it sold in 11 days! We had three offers and got our asking price. That was all well and good, but then we had to choose a new house. The house we picked was new construction in a relatively new neighborhood only about 8 miles from our old house.
Far enough away to start over, but close enough that it’s still comfortable.
The closing on both houses was two weeks ago this past Friday…just in time for our Spring Break. That’s one of the many perks of my wife and I both working in education. At any rate, we were able to use the week off to get (mostly) settled in and (mostly) unpacked.
There’s still a lot we need to do, but that’s to be expected. We lived in our last house for nine and a half years, and there was always something that needed to be done.
Welcome to the joys of home ownership.
The whole process of moving has been kinda funny. We packed up just enough of our possessions to declutter our house so that strangers could come in and judge the quality of our living space to decide if they would like to buy it. And then we went to other people’s houses, and we judged their living spaces for the same reason.
But the process was also a little enlightening as well. In going through our stuff, we had to decide if we really wanted to move each item to a new house or not. Often the answer was not. That was nice.
Our kids also had to reevaluate things in a sense. About four years ago, I built a pretty good sized tree house and swing set for the kids to play on. They loved it for a while. And then they didn’t. Neither of them could actually tell me why they stopped playing on it. Sometimes they would blame it on the wasps that MIGHT be in it. Other times, they simply shrugged.
When we put our house on the market, the kids played in the tree house and swung on the swings more times than they have in the past year combined. I asked them why they were all of a sudden interested in the tree house again. They shrugged off the question, probably because they didn’t know how to answer.
But I understand. Sometimes it takes a drastic change of pace to truly be able to take in your surroundings and appreciate what you have. On the other hand, sometimes it’s also nice to hit “reset” with things and just start over. That’s where we were as a family. Sometimes a drastic change of pace can be
overwhelming refreshing. It’s all what you make of it.
In the two weeks we’ve been here, we’ve all been able to slip right in to our new routines and meet new people. And so far, no one has said anything about missing the old house…or the old swing set.