A memory...

Ummm... where do I begin? I have the world's worst memory. Really I only remember highlights. I am probably going to end up with dementia at a young age. Regardless I will try my best. Here is my purchasing house story. I am sure Robert has a way better version. He continues to this day to say that I talked him into this home. I think I was just ready to be done looking. We bought in 2004 and we started looking in the spring. We viewed several homes and they all needed a ton of work. When we stumbled across this one, it was just listed by Tara's grandma Betty. Anyway, Tara knew about it and she told us to take a look. I remember it was Kendra's graduation party the day we looked at the house. Weird to think it was that long ago. Anyway we liked that the fix up part of the home was more cosmetic and those were things we could do as we lived in the home. I don't really remember the rest of the story as far as negotiation details and so on. I do remember we had to reschedule the closing which really ticked us off because Robert had to take another day off of work. He worked in the construction industry at the time.

Of course there were things we didn't love about the home, but we had the best intentions of staying 5 years and selling. Well... that didn't happen, we stayed 10 years. It is scary to think about selling and it takes a lot of hard work. But I am so glad that we were given this opportunity to overcome our fear of selling the house. Robert's new job gave us the courage to open the door. No one likes to have people trample through their home inspecting it and criticizing. Over the past 10 years we have fixed many items but it is an older home and there are still items to address. We hope that the new owners continue to move forward with those and recognize what we did.

The past couple days we have begun the packing process. Thankfully I have a great friend who works for 3M, which benefits me to no end on the price of bubble wrap. I currently only have 30 feet left out of 100 ft. We have officially packed around 5 boxes, I am sure that is just a small portion of the total. I have concentrated on the kitchen mostly and I have given up on the baking because I hauled everything to my mom's house. This house has no flour, sugar, brown sugar, vanilla etc. I figured with the business of packing I wouldn't be baking. So it is sad to think that my last batch of cookies was made 10 days ago on that snowy Thursday. Weird!

The girls like to help with the packing. Ellie has been cutting bubble wrap and trying to wrap things. We sat down last week and had a talk about what is going on, what the boxes mean and so on. I think it helped.

Post-it note ART! Guessing the yellow represents warmth.

Probably get a lot more done if I pack her first!

And pack her second! Just kidding!