Right now| It’s moving day! (Well actually as I write this it is packing day, but it is moving day as you read this…unless of course you don’t visit my blog daily…then, well then you are all mixed up.)
Right now| It’s hard not to smile.
Right now| I have “Good Life” by One Republic on repeat in my head
Right now| I can’t help but be thankful and happy.
Right now| I’m writing this blog instead of packing up the odds and ends that remain or even going to bed to dream of my new home
Right now| I laugh to think little over three months ago I didn’t plan on moving and would have called you crazy if you told me I’d be spending the first half of summer buying a home and packing and the second half living in that new home.
Right now| I’m thinking of this house…not the new one…the soon to be old one.
How did this house become ours? First it was his. I have the most responsible husband in the world. He is hardworking and kind, funny and dedicated, type A and creative, a nerd and adorable. The perfect story to sum up Justin is that he purchased our home when he was 20. Yep. 20. A split level home in beautiful suburb. He isn’t born into money, he isn’t a prince (just mine), he isn’t a drug dealer. He is just wise. Responsible. Hardworking.
I bet this has you thinking…what were you doing when you were 20? What wise decision did you make that got you here, living this good life? Well, it got me thinking and I made a wise decision when I was 20. When I was 20 I went on my first blind date. It ended up being my last first date ever. When I was 20 I decided to let myself fall in love with Justin. Pretty smart cookie, I am, if I do say so myself.
But I wasn’t the first person to share this home with Justin. For the first two years Justin had a roommate. Jedd (boy, do I miss him) and Justin shared many good times in this house. I’ve heard stories of the first summer without central air and getting locked out carrying pies from Bakers Square (only Justin in Jedd would be locked out with pies).
It’s hard to believe that this is the same house that Justin was living in when I met him. It has undergone so many changes and stages.
– A family of four lived in its unfinished basement for over six months (Justin’s brother and his family while they waited for their home to be built).
– In December of 2005 our puppy Jack took up residence in the home…and it hasn’t been the same since. 😉
– The summer before we married the basement was finished, hardwood floors were installed, cabinets were refaced.
– After getting married we added: a porch and BBQ deck, cement curbing, a fence, a landscaping face lift, a baby girl, new windows, a shed and another baby girl
Right now| I’m kinda sad to be saying goodbye to this home. It has held so much love and so many wonderful memories. You all know how excited I am to move to our new house, my dream house. But this house, this is the home where my dreams came true – I married the man of my dreams and started the family of my dreams. How did I become so blessed? (Probably the wise decision I made when I was 20)