Monday, September 30, 2013
The house is ours. We closed on the 27th (my favorite number!) and got the keys the next morning. Kate was sick and Doug took her to the doctor, so Andy and I went to meet our realtor at the house. It was the beginning of what turned out to be a very rainy few days--the sort of weather that makes you want to cocoon in a blanket and eat soup and not go anywhere at all. Not what I would have picked for embarking on such a venture, but you can't plan these things.
I had a guy come out and look at the bathtub (which we are hoping to get replaced), so Andy and I hung out at the house for a while, waiting for him. Andy amused himself by making letter shapes with his body in front of the reflective fireplace doors. (Here he is making a "J".)
Moving is a pain--even without torrential rain and sick kids--but we are excited about having our very own house. Lots more space, a bedroom for Andy (who's been sleeping in our room since he was born), a garage, and a lovely little yard with flowers and birds. There are a lot of things that need to be done on the house, but they don't have to be done all at once. We will take our time settling in and making it ours.