Our House

It’s been close to a year and a half now since I fell in love with a house. I looked at the MLS page daily, started taking a new walking route just to go by it… we were straight up stalking this house. Viewed it twice, even brought my dad! Imagined our lives playing out within its walls. And just when we’d decided to make an offer, it sold to someone else.

I cried and swore off MLS. But… my self-imposed exile didn’t last long, and a month or two later I was back. And this house was there. At first there were no interior pictures, so I noted it as a potential option but figured it was horrifically deformed on the inside. Next time I checked? Pictures! Not hideous! We made a viewing appointment.

We came, we viewed. We went home to “think about it,” but we already knew. We made an offer at noon the next day and it was accepted by 5 pm.

After that whirlwind decision-making, we moved in one year ago today. A whole year of firsts: Christmas, birthdays, parties. Home improvement projects, decorating, wading into the enormity that is caring for and taming our enormous and wild yard. Making maple syrup from sap we collected in the backyard. Sunsets on our beach. Crackling fires. Trips to every hardware store in town.

After a year, I have absolutely no regrets. I love our house and property. And now we’re preparing to welcome a new roommate to share it with us.

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