First real snow of the season. January 24, 2015
Last week AJ and I went to visit this home in town that was going for a ridiculously low price. It was perfect. It had storage. It had a garage. It had a laundry room where I wasn’t afraid a mouse might be staring at me. It had Thermador appliances. It was almost triple our square footage. But we weren’t ready to sell or rent out our home… there was just too much to be done here. Then we found out the house had an accepted offer on it the day after we went to see it. I had these awful feelings that were a mix of crazy jealousy and real sadness which seems ridiculous as I write this. This house wasn’t even a real possibility… but so much of the house represented my dream house. When I heard about the offer being accepted I made a list of what I loved about the house because I felt like I couldn’t even articulate why I was upset until I could write down why I loved it so much… and as I made the list I felt like I had more clarity about where I wanted us to head with this house. One of the biggest reasons I loved that house is that it was new (2002) and multiple times a week I hear AJ say about our house “I hate this house!”… usually when the chimney is leaking or when he’s replacing something. I wanted a space where he felt at home.
As I made the list I realized how so much of that house can be in our house… I’ll expand on this later but it was such a good practice to both write down what I loved about that house AND (this is essential) to write down what I loved about our current house. In doing that I was able to have a fresh perspective and be far more grateful for what we have and probably the biggest thing I’m thankful for about this house isn’t even the house… it’s the location and you can’t change that.