So I decided to sell my house so Craig and I could move on
with our lives. It was not an easy
decision as I love where I live and it’s my first house. But it’s just a house so it’s no biggie. I will miss my back yard and the beautiful Manzanita
bush, the horses, the cooler weather and a little bit cleaner air. The smell of the pine and oak trees, less
traffic…ah let’s face it I am really going to miss home and the country. Where I am living now to me is city and it’s
quite the adjustment. It’s crowded, full
of rude people, noisy and it’s not home.
This is all brand new to me as I have never dwelled with a boyfriend,
but we are adjusting just fine. I do
feel like I’m invading his space, but he says otherwise. He does acknowledge the huge sacrifices that
have been made and makes sure I know he’s aware of it. We are going to have a great life together.
The Selling Process
and Moving
This is a process that I am so very glad it’s over
with. I was not keen on the idea of
having complete strangers have full access to my house looking through
everything while I was not home. A
couple of the realtors left my house unlocked, didn’t call to let me know they
were showing my house like they were supposed to and one even locked my cats
out of the house. The only one who was
completely respectful and left the house the way they entered it was Jim who
originally sold me the house. Jim was
awesome, I really liked him.
The house was only on the market for 2 ½ weeks before we got
an offer. Which was great because I knew it wouldn’t take that long, but didn’t
think it would be that quick either. The
gal was moving up from the Bay Area (transplant) and was paying cash. So the whole process was rather quick. She wanted a 21 day Escrow, but tried to
shorten it a few times. I told my realtor
that it was just not possible; we were going to stick to the 21 days. That was short enough it was getting really
stressful. The home inspection was my breaking point and where Craig took over
since I was done. The inspector came
back with things the things that needed to be fixed and the buyer came back
with her list of things that she wanted me to fix. For example: replacing the door hinges to actual gate
hinges (uh…door hinges are not welded to brackets), re-label the breaker box, replace
the gutters because they were rusted and in certain spots rusted through,
replace the screens, repair certain parts of the firewall in the garage from
past repairs that I did not do, along with a bunch of other items. So we agreed to fix the hole in the gutter
and replace the small spots of the fire wall (I hope she likes purple
sheetrock). OH and re-label the breaker
box.
A storage unit was acquired and the packing mess began. I went through at least one to two rooms a
night and when a closet was emptied, it got a sticky. When a room was done, it got a sticky
too. The house was fully of bright
yellow stickies that said either Empty or Done.
They laughed at me, but a few thought it was a great idea. All addresses were changed, utilities shut
off and things shipped back. Boxes were
sorted Storage/Craig’s and small loads were taken before the big move day. Craig cleaned out a bedroom for me and the
furry children, the stage was set. I
took the furry children down before the big move day and that was a stressful
ride for them. Fabio hates his carrier
as he gets so nervous he potties. Bluka
hates it too, but seems to tolerate it more than Fabio does. This was the longest car ride of our
lives. Fabio clawed at the door so much
he bloodied two of his claws and Bluka was meow crying pretty much the whole
ride. I felt so bad for both of
them. Finally get to Craig’s and I
brought them both in the bathroom for a wet butt check. Bluka was fine; Fabio got a bath which added
to his unhappiness even more. Once he
was dried off he ran under the bed with Bluka.
Moving day was interesting and hectic as moving days usually
are. Not only are we moving crap out of
the house, but we are doing repairs in the process. We started at 8:30am and everything was done
and out by Noon. First stop was the
storage unit, then off to the new home.
My last night in my house was hard.
I sat outside for a few hours and enjoyed my backyard, my last commute
up and down the hill was slow and I soaked it all in. The cats enjoyed their last day and night of
freedom to go in and out. Bluka enjoyed lying
in her favorite spot on the flowers while Fabio lay on the sidewalk with a very
content look on his little face. Now
they are confined to the boring indoors getting used to their new surroundings
and people.
New Life
Never ever in my life did I think I would be in the place
where I am at. I had always kept hope
that this would all happen, but was okay if it never did. I had my crazy cat lady plan to fall back
on. This is still surreal and none of it
has fully sunk in yet. I don’t yet know
if I am fully ready for this next phase
in my life, but I am going to give it my best and if all else fails, I know
that I am not afraid to be alone and can handle anything that life throws at
me. So now starts the next phase in our life.
We find out how much we qualify for and start looking for a new place to
call home. I feel like I’m in transition
as my life is in storage and I hate this part.
But I know it’s only temporary and everything is going to work out as it
should. But the way I look at all of this I’m getting another
house J
