yo, here's what's up.
(a) we no longer own a house in murray. (!)
(b) we own a home in daybreak. (!!)
(c) all our stuff is packed away in a trailer, a garage, and numerous bedrooms in our parents' homes.
(d) i am going to graduate from college in five weeks.
(e) if you're into the hunger games, you might find this read interesting and awful. {here} (thanks erika)
(d) my friend chelsea and her coach are putting on a free self defense seminar in april that you should check out. go {here} for info on how to sign up and i'll be seeing you there!
phew, that's a lot a links.
so yesterday we emptied the house in murray. so amazing to see it actually happen. thank you so much to any family/friends who came and helped us. travis headed out of town today to work and so i am currently staying at my very gracious and sweet in-laws until he gets back and we can move in. initially, i thought, duh, we can move in without travis. i'm a big girl who can handle things. then i remembered the couches, dressers, and piano and decided that waiting until this weekend would be just fine. especially since i have a massive test thursday that is currently taking up most of my free time. but i will have a key and i'm gonna start moving the small things tomorrow.
driving home from school tonight on autopilot, i almost drove to the house and then remembered, i never have to sleep there again! i never have to wake up there again! i never have to deal with the flush on the toilet that has to be held down to work properly. (middle class white people problems, amirite?) i never have to go in that dark, spider infested basement to do laundry EVER AGAIN. travis and i walked through it together one last time and reminisced about the good and the bad. we went from room to room together and said goodbye. we both knew exactly how the other felt. it was as if we were putting those times to rest, and looking forward to a new adventure.
my mom dug up the giant rhubarb plant in the backyard just hours before the new owners got their key, which i feel should be a scene from a movie, only in the movie version, she would scale a fence and do a sort of barrel roll to sneak away as the owners pulled into the driveway. for those of you who know my mom, you know that isn't too far fetched.
even though my life is a mess, scattered between trailers, garages, and bedrooms, and i have a huge test in two days, and travis is gone, and i have a pimple on my forehead, and i'm about to start my period, i can't remember the last time i felt this happy. and excited. and hopeful. not much better than new starts, yeah?
if you care to see how i plan to decorate the new house, feel free to stalk my pinterest.
yes, i have a board dedicated to babies.
taking baby steps, guys. oh she made a pun!
i'm beginning to wax sentimental and goofy. time to unplug and call it a night.
love -c
Showing posts with label buying a new house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label buying a new house. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
searching for home: part 1
our house. is a mess.
and we haven't even packed our bedrooms yet.
it is AWESOME!
this is what it sounds like when we pack:
travis, taking down the kitchen table, says, "wow, i remember putting this table up with nate and us eating eating our first meal in this house." pause. "and you were so mad at me."
i laugh, "yeah i was! and you were so scared of me!"
we laugh now, but when we were first married, it was a pretty tough adjustment. sex was painful and scary, which made travis feel guilty and withdraw, making me wonder why travis was acting so different, leading to me getting really defensive and angry, leading travis to think i regretted marrying him.... etc.
then there was the house. it's a long story, but the reasons we bought this house weren't really great reasons. we were trying to find something in a certain amount of time so we could get that $8,000 tax credit. (that we didn't end up getting, but ended up being a huge blessing because if we had gotten it, we would have had to pay it back before selling our house.) we didn't really know anything about buying a house. i'll just leave it at that. but the house was a disaster. filthy, crawling with spiders, covered in construction mess. etc.
then came the adjustment of living alone 2-3 days a week while travis went to work. i really resented his job for a while- and i know, i should have been thankful he had such a great job, but i wasn't.
then there was the fact that we were living in the neighborhood he grew up in. a great neighborhood, but i just never felt like it was mine. it was like i was visiting his, you know?
sorry, this is becoming a list of negative things. but to understand why i'm so thankful we are moving, you have to know the reasons it was really hard living in this house. every room in our house is full of memories of sadness. the other day my mom was over, helping me when i hurt my back. she was sitting in our t.v. room, saying how nice it looked. i told her what i though about every time i see that room, our first night spent in the house.
our first night back from our honeymoon. we had barely spoken to each other on the plane ride home. my parents picked us up from the airport with a cute sign, "welcome home bodtchers!" i saw the name "bodtcher" and panicked, because i didn't understand how travis and i had had such a good thing before getting married and now all the sudden we weren't speaking. and now i was supposed to just be a bodtcher? when my parents asked us how our trip was, both of us were probably thinking the same thing: i feel like a failure because sex is impossible, and i think my spouse hates my guts. and i can't believe i have a spouse. when we walked into our house, it was a mess, the floor covered in brown paper to protect it from all the sanding and mudding we would have to do. florescent lights cast shadows on the dingy walls. my dad looked at us, perhaps reading the panic in our eyes, and said, "this place is going to be great, you know. once you get it all painted and decorated and remodeled." i wasn't sure i believed him.
then my parents left us alone. our first night in our house. a bed was set up in the only room that didn't have paper covering the floor. it wasn't our bedspread, just someone's extra we were borrowing. there was an ikea catalog someone had left us. i got into bed and started leafing through it, trying to start conversation with travis about decorating our house. he disagreed with every suggestion i made, probably feeling stressed out about money just looking at how expensive everything was. we had a fight, then turned to face opposite walls, and i fell asleep with tears on my cheeks, wondering what had happened to us.
that is what i think of every time i see that t.v. room.
there are so many other memories similar to that one. our first year of marriage was hard. between all the normal newly married adjusting, remodeling our house, travis's job, paying for my schooling, travis's mentor committing suicide, my PTSD and sex being so scary, fighting about our families- "make your family stop telling me to have a baby"- travis's damn dog roxy and her nine puppies, travis having to live paycheck to paycheck for the first time in his life... we both agree that it's a miracle we came out of that and stayed married. but we did. we stuck it out, started figuring it out, and we are so happy now.
travis started talking to me about wanting to move last january. neither of us have ever felt at home in our house. i have always had a weird way of thinking about inanimate objects as alive, (like when i used to put band-aids on the kitchen table because it had an owie...) and i have just always felt that our house didn't really want us there. maybe it was sick of all the disagreements and anger. i know, it sounds crazy. but it was never home.
so when we say we are excited to move, it's more than just being excited for a new house with a dishwasher and more space. although those things will be a huge upgrade from what we have now, we are so excited for a fresh start in a place that feels like home. and i'll always be thankful for the lessons we learned in our red brick house, as painful as they were. because through all of the fights and doubt, i always knew travis was the one. that even though we were making each other miserable, we could be great together. we could be happy. i thought i knew that when we were dating and happy. but if you're completely miserable with a person, and still want to be with that person, that is when you really know.
i'm so thankful for travis and for that first awful year of marriage we struggled through.
probably more thankful it's over and things are good now.
guys, it's really happening! we are moving!
and if you need to talk about how hard marriage can be, feel free to email me. i won't judge you. :)
happy weekend! -xo
and we haven't even packed our bedrooms yet.
it is AWESOME!
this is what it sounds like when we pack:
travis, taking down the kitchen table, says, "wow, i remember putting this table up with nate and us eating eating our first meal in this house." pause. "and you were so mad at me."
i laugh, "yeah i was! and you were so scared of me!"
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| travis and nate, eating the first meal in our house |
we laugh now, but when we were first married, it was a pretty tough adjustment. sex was painful and scary, which made travis feel guilty and withdraw, making me wonder why travis was acting so different, leading to me getting really defensive and angry, leading travis to think i regretted marrying him.... etc.
then there was the house. it's a long story, but the reasons we bought this house weren't really great reasons. we were trying to find something in a certain amount of time so we could get that $8,000 tax credit. (that we didn't end up getting, but ended up being a huge blessing because if we had gotten it, we would have had to pay it back before selling our house.) we didn't really know anything about buying a house. i'll just leave it at that. but the house was a disaster. filthy, crawling with spiders, covered in construction mess. etc.
then came the adjustment of living alone 2-3 days a week while travis went to work. i really resented his job for a while- and i know, i should have been thankful he had such a great job, but i wasn't.
then there was the fact that we were living in the neighborhood he grew up in. a great neighborhood, but i just never felt like it was mine. it was like i was visiting his, you know?
sorry, this is becoming a list of negative things. but to understand why i'm so thankful we are moving, you have to know the reasons it was really hard living in this house. every room in our house is full of memories of sadness. the other day my mom was over, helping me when i hurt my back. she was sitting in our t.v. room, saying how nice it looked. i told her what i though about every time i see that room, our first night spent in the house.
our first night back from our honeymoon. we had barely spoken to each other on the plane ride home. my parents picked us up from the airport with a cute sign, "welcome home bodtchers!" i saw the name "bodtcher" and panicked, because i didn't understand how travis and i had had such a good thing before getting married and now all the sudden we weren't speaking. and now i was supposed to just be a bodtcher? when my parents asked us how our trip was, both of us were probably thinking the same thing: i feel like a failure because sex is impossible, and i think my spouse hates my guts. and i can't believe i have a spouse. when we walked into our house, it was a mess, the floor covered in brown paper to protect it from all the sanding and mudding we would have to do. florescent lights cast shadows on the dingy walls. my dad looked at us, perhaps reading the panic in our eyes, and said, "this place is going to be great, you know. once you get it all painted and decorated and remodeled." i wasn't sure i believed him.
then my parents left us alone. our first night in our house. a bed was set up in the only room that didn't have paper covering the floor. it wasn't our bedspread, just someone's extra we were borrowing. there was an ikea catalog someone had left us. i got into bed and started leafing through it, trying to start conversation with travis about decorating our house. he disagreed with every suggestion i made, probably feeling stressed out about money just looking at how expensive everything was. we had a fight, then turned to face opposite walls, and i fell asleep with tears on my cheeks, wondering what had happened to us.
that is what i think of every time i see that t.v. room.
there are so many other memories similar to that one. our first year of marriage was hard. between all the normal newly married adjusting, remodeling our house, travis's job, paying for my schooling, travis's mentor committing suicide, my PTSD and sex being so scary, fighting about our families- "make your family stop telling me to have a baby"- travis's damn dog roxy and her nine puppies, travis having to live paycheck to paycheck for the first time in his life... we both agree that it's a miracle we came out of that and stayed married. but we did. we stuck it out, started figuring it out, and we are so happy now.
travis started talking to me about wanting to move last january. neither of us have ever felt at home in our house. i have always had a weird way of thinking about inanimate objects as alive, (like when i used to put band-aids on the kitchen table because it had an owie...) and i have just always felt that our house didn't really want us there. maybe it was sick of all the disagreements and anger. i know, it sounds crazy. but it was never home.
so when we say we are excited to move, it's more than just being excited for a new house with a dishwasher and more space. although those things will be a huge upgrade from what we have now, we are so excited for a fresh start in a place that feels like home. and i'll always be thankful for the lessons we learned in our red brick house, as painful as they were. because through all of the fights and doubt, i always knew travis was the one. that even though we were making each other miserable, we could be great together. we could be happy. i thought i knew that when we were dating and happy. but if you're completely miserable with a person, and still want to be with that person, that is when you really know.
i'm so thankful for travis and for that first awful year of marriage we struggled through.
probably more thankful it's over and things are good now.
guys, it's really happening! we are moving!
and if you need to talk about how hard marriage can be, feel free to email me. i won't judge you. :)
happy weekend! -xo
Monday, March 5, 2012
BIG NEWS
just heard some news from our realtor.
the house we made an offer on last saturday, the house of my dreams, that house, they accepted our offer!
i just faxed a giant cashier's check and some documents over.
so we ARE UNDER CONTRACT!!!!!!!!!
i don't think i need to tell you how excited i am.
isn't she beautiful?
overwhelmed with gratitude right now. it's been almost a full year since we decided we wanted to sell our house in murray and move to daybreak. there were so many letdowns along the way! but the timing couldn't have been more perfect, us selling our house just in time to get our tax return that would help us make a down payment. and the fact that there are changes coming to FHA loans, thingy technical terms i don't understand- that are making it more expensive to buy a home. we needed to have a file open by april 1st to make sure we still qualified for the old rates. the fact that interest rates are even lower than when we started looking. not to mention this house is way better than all the other ones we thought we wanted.
i'm still a little worried that if i post this, i'll jinx us and it won't work out.
but the only thing we have left to do with our house is pack up and sign the closing documents. the buyers have already paid their earnest money and done every inspection and appraisal needed. they aren't going anywhere. and we are officially under contract with this house and will be closing by the end of the month!
how am i going to focus on studying for my test now???
things really do work out the way they are supposed to. pretty incredible that God blesses us even when we have doubts. pretty thankful.
good grief, have a fantastic week!!!!
xo
the house we made an offer on last saturday, the house of my dreams, that house, they accepted our offer!
i just faxed a giant cashier's check and some documents over.
so we ARE UNDER CONTRACT!!!!!!!!!
i don't think i need to tell you how excited i am.
isn't she beautiful?
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| stole this picture from the real estate website |
overwhelmed with gratitude right now. it's been almost a full year since we decided we wanted to sell our house in murray and move to daybreak. there were so many letdowns along the way! but the timing couldn't have been more perfect, us selling our house just in time to get our tax return that would help us make a down payment. and the fact that there are changes coming to FHA loans, thingy technical terms i don't understand- that are making it more expensive to buy a home. we needed to have a file open by april 1st to make sure we still qualified for the old rates. the fact that interest rates are even lower than when we started looking. not to mention this house is way better than all the other ones we thought we wanted.
i'm still a little worried that if i post this, i'll jinx us and it won't work out.
but the only thing we have left to do with our house is pack up and sign the closing documents. the buyers have already paid their earnest money and done every inspection and appraisal needed. they aren't going anywhere. and we are officially under contract with this house and will be closing by the end of the month!
how am i going to focus on studying for my test now???
things really do work out the way they are supposed to. pretty incredible that God blesses us even when we have doubts. pretty thankful.
good grief, have a fantastic week!!!!
xo
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