What a weekend! Our current house went live on the MLS Thursday night and within 30 minutes, we had a showing scheduled. A total of two showings on Friday, TEN showings on Saturday, and two more showings on Sunday, we have A FEW offers! I can definitely see it; what's not to love about this house!?
All this action has definitely made me nostalgic. We moved to this house when our now 3 year old was only 7 months. It was the first time he slept outside of our room and where he took his first steps. It's where we brought his baby sister home to only 2 years later, and then where she took her first steps. We've had dozens of long talks out by the firepit and countless laps around the neighborhood (and maybe one of those was while I was in labor!). But, the thing that keeps me going is all the new memories to be made in the new place. A home is just 4 walls without the love and family within it, and those things will follow you wherever you go.
I don't care who you are, presents are always fun to get and even more fun to give! This time, we were the getters!
This iron compass thingy is a housewarming gift from my parents. I can't even begin to explain how much this means to me. When my mom and dad viewed the house for the first time, my mom appeared to be less than enthused. She made a few comments about it's age and appearance and then proceeded to run around with the 3 year old and not provide any constructive criticism. And, if you knew my mom, her middle name could be constructive criticism (I love you, Mom! That's why I wanted you there). So, naturally, I assumed she hated the house. I thought that she thought that it was the worst idea I've pretty much ever had. And then she thinks of us and does something so unexpected. It turns out, she's pretty jazzed about the whole thing! Just keeping me on my toes mom...
What a whirlwind, in the best of ways.
Two nights ago, we drafted and submitted an offer. About 3 hours later, we were notified that the buyer wants to sell the house to us and modestly countered our offer.
That night, our realtor asked us what our gut was telling us. I got emotional and a little teary and told him that I didn't want to leave the house when we were there last. I loved watching the kids' faces as they ran around the yard, explored the little barn, discovered nooks and crannies, and crunched leaves in the driveway. I want more of that. I know kids can find wonder in just about anything and be happy most any place. But there was something different there.
Holy smokes, did we just buy the farm? We sure did! We just bought the farm!
Today, our current house goes on the market. Our realtor anticipates we'll be under contract by the end of the weekend. It's Thursday afternoon. More whirlwind!
The timeline for the next next few months should be exciting and interesting. During November, we'll be getting our inspections done - home, well, septic, and pests. If all goes well, we continue to move forward. December should bring us bids from contractors and hopefully nailing down a design plan for the renovation. January is when the fun really starts - closing on both houses and demolition! Hopefully we'll be unpacking boxes come March/April 2017, just in time to enjoy our first Spring on the farm.
I can't wait to start this adventure!
Well, another 2 months...ok 3, but who's counting...have passed since the last post. Lots and nothing to update at the same time.
For building the house, we solidified a plan that made us happy and submitted a deposit on the house, contingent on a few things. Contingent on finding land (not an easy feat) and contingent on selling our current home (not on the market yet). It was a small deposit that would lock in the price we agreed upon until we were ready to build. So that was reassuring! We wouldn't be subject to price increases, etc.
Then came the land procurement. Ugh. Property after property was crummy - too slanty, ravine in the middle of it, too close to some 'unsavory' neighbors. Our land budget just wasn't allowing us to find THE property of our dreams. Pretty much at a standstill.
Sunday mornings are reserved for wearing the pajamas too long, sipping the coffee, playing with the kids, and searching the various apps for newly listed homes. And we stumbled upon this one
This house had hit the market in May and we both fell off our chairs with it's beauty and charm. It was perfect. It was also "too far" and way out of the budget. Oh yeah that. But, it came back on the market a few weeks ago with a significant price drop. The seller has already moved out and is eager to sell. (The seller who had hens and goats, BTW!) It was now within the budget.
So naturally, how far exactly is "too far"? Some quick google mapping and we see it's 25 minutes to work for us both. To work = 25 minutes...to Grandma's = 28 minutes...to daycare = 25 minutes...to downtown Durham = 18 minutes. OK! That's totally doable.
So within the target commuting area, within budget, with enough bedrooms (mama wants another baby in the future), 5 beautiful acres, great elementary school, goats ok, chickens ok, room to build a little dog facility but let's face it they'll be inside dogs, raised garden beds, fenced areas, tree lined driveway, and a perfect front porch swing ready for some sweet tea sipping. Let's go see this old girl and see what she's made of.
Turns out she's made of some pretty great bones. We submitted an offer today.