So we did it; we bought a house. Actually we officially put in an offer on Sunday that was accepted that same afternoon. The closing date is April 11, so that may be the day that we “officially” buy the house.
Whatever the semantics, I’m calling us first-time homeowners. And I’m OFFICIALLY terrified as well as ecstatic. Terrified definitely gets a capital T. Homeownership is kind of a big thing. First of all, it’s pretty permanent. I’ve been pretty nomadic my entire adult life — 11 cities, six states, two countries all in the past decade or so. And I’ve lived in a couple different houses in a couple of those places so my number of moves is closer to 15!
It’s also pretty darn grown up. I know at 33 and with a husband, child and professional job I should already feel I’ve reached adulthood. But I don’t know if I’ll ever really feel totally grown up. But this certainly puts me several steps closer.
And as overwhelming as all of this is, Michael and I are thrilled. Just this week we’ve tripped over each other several times in our tiny duplex only to quickly say, one more month and we’ll have plenty of space! We are going from a cramped two-bedroom duplex that doesn’t even have enough room for a kitchen table to a three bedroom, two-story home with a full-finished basement and more than 2,300-square-feet.
Even just typing those words out I let out a sigh of relief. I can’t believe it is actually happening.
And the house, it’s just amazing. It has a ton of character — it’s brick with a bay window, a dramatic peaked front porch and a huge front and backyard. There’s a garage, a bonus room. all glass doorknobs, a claw-foot cast iron bathtub, some gorgeous arches and a dishwasher that my husband (our dishwasher up to this point) may love the best.
Miles’ room has a gorgeous bay window. The basement is huge and will make a great family room and playroom and has some groovy patchwork-style looking tile work.
I’m proud that this is our house. I can’t wait to have people over and show off our new home. Our first home. Our (if not forever) very long time home.
OK, I’m done gushing. I love it and can’t wait to get inside it.
Now I just have to get through the next four weeks and get everything packed! EEK.