Ahhh…we finally have an internet connection at the new house! Closed on the old one today, so we are officially the owners of ONE house again. That feels great.
A few weeks ago, shortly after we found our new house, I found myself out on the front porch of the old house in the middle of the night, holding a croupy Jack Henry, breathing in the cool air to help calm his breathing. And it hit me; I’m going to miss this place. I was a little surprised, because we’ve always viewed this as a temporary situation (6.5 years temporary), and there are things I definitely WON’T miss about the place, too.
No surprise, the things I’ll miss mainly aren’t about the actual structure, but rather, what’s happened in the years we spent in this house.
1. Date Night Revised was born here.
2. This is the place we really became a family. Sure, we were family when it was just me and Matt. And then Luke made us feel more like a family for sure. But having our whole family and having it feel complete…THAT happened here.
4. The way I knew it was raining without even looking out a window (or hearing a loud downpour) by standing in the kitchen. The metal on the roof over the kitchen hood makes a little noise when it’s raining that I’d come to love.
5. Ok, I know that this is going to sound weird, but here goes: I had the absolute best place to pluck my eyebrows in the old house. The lighting was PERFECT for seeing every little stray (not that I actually pluck them as often as I should). Where is this place, you ask? Jack Henry’s bedroom, of course. He had mirrored closet doors and the light from outside combined with the overhead light was incredible. Not sure how I discovered this, but I am so glad I did.
To balance the sappiness (the last one wasn’t sappy, I know), here’s a list of things I won’t miss:
1. The closet-sized master bathroom and the hideous green shower.
2. The fact that my washing machine was CONSTANTLY uneven. Yes, we know how to balance it, but when the floor under it is uneven, there’s little you can do (short of pouring concrete to even it out) to make it stay balanced. I don’t know how many times I was reduced to tears because I just didn’t have time to babysit for my washing machine. It’s been kicked on more occasions than I care to admit. So, so happy that our old one leaked all over the basement floor the day before we moved, necessitating this purchase and its matching dryer. I’m happier than I should be about a new washer and dryer.
3. Downstairs laundry. Enough said.
4. The uneven paint job on the ceilings. Not our doing, but we never quite had the desire to fix it.
5. The neighbor’s pit bulls.
6. The kitchen counters. While lovely (and I really mean that; they are pretty), they are a pain to keep clean and you can’t roll anything out on them, because they’re tiles and there are grout lines every 12 inches.
Most of all, I think I’m going to miss the feeling of home. Sure, our new house will at some point in the future feel like home, but for now, it’s just “the new house.” Home is where there are memories, good and bad, and so far, this one has very few. When I think about “home” I think of the place I went to when my work day was over, where I later became a stay-at-home-mom, where I twice took a pregnancy test and got the life-changing results. Where my kids learned to walk and feed themselves. Where they all had first birthday parties. It was where we found out my mom had cancer, where we found out it would be terminal, and where I went to heal after her death. Where friends and family gathered for cookouts and lunch and small group.
I’m so excited to see what this house has in store for our family.