Reason # 1298437 why my blog will never make money — when Big Life Events happen, I stop writing. I can’t help it. I’m always afraid I’m going to jinx things.
Short story: We finally found a house, bought it, and moved in last Saturday!
Longer story: I never thought we’d find a house we’d both agree on. Seriously. We put in an offer on a house that we knew we’d lose just so we could put out into the Universe that we were ready to buy. That we came to play. (warning: Youtube video)
But back in April, WM sent me a link to a house and we were off and running. The entire process was just as shit-tastic and stressful as I remembered it from before. Luckily we had a great team of people in place to help out. My mom was our buyer’s agent, and the team at Century 21 Mortgage was super-helpful and kept us on task with the dozens of pages of documents we had to scan and send in.
Snoozing dogs.
Last Saturday, we moved out of the Dee-luxe Apartment in the sky with the help of Aron Movers, who were speedy and amazing. Seriously, hire movers. They get dissed forever, but Comcast didn’t let us down, sending a tech on a Saturday to run wires and get us set up. The customer service rep also coded us as new customers, which knocked our monthly price down. Much appreciated. We bought a new mattress from Macy’s Furniture store in Cherry Hill (ask for John) that was delivered on time.
And a week later, here we are. It’s a lovely bi-level home with a yard for the dogs, multiple toilets, a washer and dryer for our own personal use, and some spare rooms in case we grow. And if we don’t grow, spare rooms for more stuff. 😉 There are still plenty of boxes to unpack, and my clothing is still mostly in spacesaving bags, and our refrigerator is just about empty but we are here! The living room is set up, the dogs are dozing on the carpet and the WWE Network is on TV.
Print by Mary Blair for Disney, postcards from Birchbox!
I choked up when we turned in our apartment keys. The Dee-luxe Apartment in the Sky (Real name: Heights of Collingswood) was exactly what I needed when I needed it. I showed up a broken down person with 2 cats, and left a happily married lady with a husband, 2 dogs, and a job I love.
Sure, I won’t miss having neighbors who leave their stoves on and flood the hallway with gas. Or the power outages or the tepid “hot” water in the mornings. But the HoC gave us the ability to pull ourselves together, save the money we needed to and get back in the game.
Tomorrow is our third anniversary. The traditional gift for that is leather, but in this case we think the “House on Literary Lane” will do just fine.
Speedy healing to your mom!