It’s worse than breaking up. Really. I can’t begin to explain the emotional mess I’m in. I didn’t think I could feel this way for a house. But,this house IS our family.
My husband and I bought the land when we were engaged. We went on dates to the lighting store to pick out light fixtures and fought over grout colors and tile selections. We drove by every night to see the foundation get poured and the frame go up. On moving day, we felt so grown up. We said good bye to our one bedroom apartment and moved into an expansive home. We were thrilled to finally get to use all of our wedding registry presents and set up a place for us to begin our family.
I’ll never forget Christmas 2006 when Molly ran away and we came back to discover the Christmas tree had fallen over in the living room. I’ll never forget telling my husband that we were pregnant with Graham on our back porch. I’ll never forget hosting my first Thanksgiving dinner for 20+ people while having extreme morning sickness in my bathroom. I’ll never forget setting up Graham’s nursery, or bringing him home from the hospital to our little place in the world. I’ll never forget having Will’s nursery and our playroom made-over by an HGTV designer!! And, I’ll never forget all of the love, laughs, tears and screams, that make these walls our home.
But, yes. Dear house, we are moving. It’s not you. It’s me.
Ugh. Seriously. Worse than breaking up. But, it’s time. This relationship has run it’s course. We’ll still be in Charlotte, of course. I can’t leave this city. We just don’t know where exactly, yet. Definitely makes the whole process a lot harder.
Not having ever had to sell a house, let me just say…. it’s an emotional roller coaster. Having to de-personalize your home and make it “not-you” is tough. And slow. I just wanna rip this band-aid off, but there’s each room to consider, touch ups here and there. Then, we get the little sign in the yard. I know. I’m already complaining and the sign isn’t even in the yard. I’m in for a tough ride!
Thank God I can whine to y’all! (???) And thank goodness I have a good Realtor (insert free advertising for my mom).
Wish us all luck! And if you know anyone that’s looking for a charming home in South Charlotte… 🙂
Let’s see if she still thinks I’m l a good Realtor/Mom as we continue the staging and decluttering. It gets harder!
You’re not supposed to say that. This house is gonna sell in days… ??? !!!
I felt the same way when my parents moved from the home I spent 16 years of my childhood in- so tough! Good luck selling it! Where are you looking to move?
I have no IDEA where we’ll end up. Probably just a few miles in either direction! Beginning to second guess myself . All this work, for a few miles!?!?
We are looking to purchase a new home! Where is it located?
I think you should move to your mom’s neck of the woods…there are LOADS of little boys in the neighborhood to play with 🙂