We're moving to Denver in a little over a week. We've wanted to move pretty much the whole 8 years we've been married, and we're so excited. David has an awesome chance to expand his business and we found a perfect (for us) little duplex to rent in a neighborhood that I adore. If you need me for the next year, I'll be out walking, drinking good coffee, shopping, and eating at cute local places. :)
The only downside is this house of ours. We bought it when we were 22 year old newlyweds, and we've been through a lot together in this place since then. I had both my babies here, we've been through countless marriage ups and downs, we've each been through jobs and starting our own businesses. We've had great times out on the deck with friends and lots of room for people to share our home. But now, we have to walk away from it. We listed it with a short sale realtor because the foundation problems make us $40,000 upside down. It's confusing for me. I've put everything I have into this place for 8 years. How many thousands of times have I cleaned the kitchen, wiped fingerprints and muddy paw-prints from the walls and floors, how many countless hours have I spent pulling weeds in the yard while I watch the kids play? But now none of that matters, because the place is in pretty bad shape. Putting everything I had into here wasn't enough because I didn't have money. No amount of cleaning and caring for a home is good enough without money to repair and update. But even now that the realtor told us "nothing matters, you'll just get the bank more money if you fix anything," for some reason I can't just quit. I still care about it. This is where we'll drive past in years to come and tell the kids, "you were born there." I'll wonder about who lives here now and if they're happy here. When we bought this place, the cute little old lady told me how happy she was here with her husband who had passed away a few years earlier, and she prayed that we would be happy here, too.
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