I know, I know. We are horrible mothers. It’s almost 9 month time and the 8 month newsletter still isn’t posted. Well, give us a little credit, we have had a ton going on.
We decided to sell our house (I know, perfect timing, right?!) and get into a better school district for A when she gets a little older. Ideally, we would love to get into a neighborhood now so that she will know some of the kids when she does start school. Well, we had planned to sell in the Spring. That was jump started this summer with us deciding to go ahead and list. We love the idea of having an almost 1 year old, me taking a full load, S working full time, and moving. Throw in some remodel, because you know we always love a project or 20. So off we go. Found the perfect house. Perfect house that we wanted to change 99% of. You know, simple projects like painting the entire interior and exterior, ripping out the staircase, etc. Well, we went under contract. We extended the contract when ours didn’t sell. And then we decided that all of our “projects” were really going to take up the majority of time that we would be spending with our daughter. We nixed that idea and backed out of the contract. (Luckily we have a wonderful realtor that is very patient with us…we love you Chrissy, if you read this
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So we found a neighborhood that we love. We ran upon it years ago and fell in love, and we reignited that love when we drove by it again recently. Sure, it is at our max budget, has no yard for our 5 dogs, and has HOA fees that would make you literally cry. LITERALLY. BUT we love it. Love it! AND, the elementary school? IS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD. Yes, I said it, right across the street for the house we like. Like, I will look out of the window and see A playing on the playground. Talk about convenience.
Fast forward a week. We get 2 offers on our house. We accept the lower one because she was using a realtor. Less headache. We counter. She gets cold feet and walks away. We go back to the other offer. They are unrepresented and first time buyers. Quite a bit of headache and our realtor has to hold their hands through the process. The accept our counter. We are officially under contract as of yesterday. Let’s hope inspection goes well. Fingers crossed.
Oh, and we do still have a kid. She is rotten. Right now she is pushing her jog stroller through our house and chasing it when it gets away. And she LOVES to be chased by us. She is still army crawling. Enough about her. Is this blog really about our kid anyway?
(here is the 8 month old eating the feet off of her doll that her Aunt Steph got her in Germany)