The house is no longer ours. We closed on it yesterday, and by Monday we should have a large sum deposited into our account. It all happened so fast, and since we still live here it doesn't seem real. I am very grateful for it, I love it. It is almost like a member of our family. My mother-in-law always says her favorite house is the very first one they owned in Seattle. Not because it was the nicest or biggest, but because it was the first. I love this little house. It was so perfect and wonderful for this phase of life we are/were in. It is cute and comfortable and we are so glad it was ours. We have so many fond memories here, I hope the new buyer treats it well. I can't wait to come back after a few years and see how big the trees have grown.
We go out east the end of this month to look for a place to rent for the year. Hopefully it will be a teeny bit bigger than this house. We are busting at the seams.
(1) Sat May 09 2009 13:46 "Closing Time":
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.-Semisonic