As we have moved from each of our homes, John and I have snapped a photo of the two of us in front of our house number. Here is our latest installment of the exercise. Hot, sunny Texas day. Two people too frazzled with the details of leaving a "staged" house up for sale to really be hit by the emotions that this is no longer our family's daily dwelling. Never before have we left our home unsold. It's always been a snapshot of us with an empty house behind, our things on their way to the new destination and us, left looking at bare walls and lived in rooms that are no longer lived in by our family. This was so very different. Everything is perfectly in place. The pantry looks lovely and usable. The fridge wiped clean with condiments and other non-perishables staring at potential buyers as if to scream "its great to live here, BUY BUY BUY!".
But we are not there to warm the beds or muss up the organized closets. We are here, looking ahead to new walls to paint and new neighbors to love.
And this tradition, 4 houses (though not 4 dwellings; we've only photographed the homes we've owned a mortgage on, not those we've rented or been bequeathed through corporate relo) in the making, must now end. We look this time to never leave. The wander lust has been traveled out of us for now. The desire to lay roots down deep is unsatiable. It is time to stay.
We plan to make offers on homes next week. Some offers have already been made; some rejected and others accepted but relegated to the long uncertain fate of bank owned short sales (what a mess our country is in, with banks holding so much real estate and the process to unload it so cumbersome that willing buyers are left waiting months and months to hand over money banks are desperate to place into the workings of their institutions!). John is lovingly impatient. He wanted to make me blueberry pie on my birthday, in our own kitchen no less. It is unlikely-but not impossible. We'll see what the next week brings.
And we pray it brings a good bye to the house number you see above. Pray for a buyer my friends. How sad for this wonderful place to be emptied and not again filled with the life of a family. It is time, new family, to call our house number your HOME.
4 comments:
Good Luck! What areas are you looking in? I know I could never convince you, but Davis county (especially Centerville) is the promised land:)
Hang in there friend. That family is coming to fill those walls.
I am hopeful for you too!
p.s. I agree with "Lee and Trish" but lean more towards Bountiful :)
I hope and pray that the right family will move quickly into your Texas home. I know you will find the right home for your family in Utah. I understand the frustrations with all the gov't hoopla with buying a home. We went through that here. Then, the right home came along and we got it. Our Realtor was surprised. Most sellers don't like VA loans, but I guess our great credit and most especially the Lord put us to the top of the list. You are in my thoughts and prayers.
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