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Moving Along

I feel so blessed. Over the weekend we found out we would need to move out asap so the realtor could have the house ready for the market come April 1st. I guess we had begun to assume we would stay here until it sold, which in my mind was still awhile. But his realtor wants to try a little harder this time (I'm guessing) and actually stage the home. What I heard: she doesn't like our lack of decor. Whatever

Because we found a cute cozy home next to the greenway so I'm thrilled (plus I don't have to go through all the last minute viewings again). I bet it will cut 10 minutes from Eric's commute and it also puts us 1 mile away from my favorite park. Stroller jogging will no longer be an issue. So, even if our house ends up feeling cramped (only because we've picked up quite a few things since the last move and I'm too cheap to let things go), this is our opportunity to get out more. It's a little further from church, and a couple close friends (that's all I have, a couple) but it's all still doable. Closer to Walmart (nothing to brag about), but potentially still the same distance to the shopping area seeing as we're right close to a major highway now. Either way, it's way better than I thought we'd get. Not many affordable, good homes to rent in this area. I think this worked because it's only 2 bedroom and older, but it's still 1400 sq ft. So there is room for the office.

(remember that one time we paid $1200 for 600 sq ft in DC?!)

So until we move in and run the water and find out what it's really like to live there . . .

Pros: location (huge pro) right next to park & greenway (paved trail) - 1 mile from our favorite duck park, safe area, 1400 sq ft, clean, carpet, basement storage area

Cons: not much closet space, no covered parking, older kitchen (not having a d/w), the weird yellow paint color in the kitchen, lack of kitchen storage space, the mystery attic. I think me breaking our current microwave prepared us not to have a microwave in this house too. Oh and the abandoned (drained & fenced) swimming pool in the back looks a little weird.


Comment 1: weird stump. Comment 2: we will have a house where you don't use the front door. I wish there was a path to the front door. Comment 3: See the creeping attic windows that you can't really get to? There is a hole the size of my waist atop the 10ft ceiling in the laundry closet. That is how you would get to it. 


You would come in on the "sunroof" off the right side. There is no lock on that door so it really serves no purpose outside of a place to wipe and take off your shoes. But that's a purpose. Sorry for the weird panorama. Lexi was crying there on the floor. And it was hailing outside. I was trying to deal with several things at once. That fireplace doesn't work. Which is ok with us. We don't even light candles. The dining area is that far room. But we may just put the bookshelves and bike trainer in there. Maybe even the studio when I need to? 


Here are two views of the hallway off the family & dining area. 4 ways to go. Our room will be on the right. It's an average corner room with two big windows I didn't take a picture of (I did manage to take a picture of my small closet pictured below). There is the one bathroom and the other room you see will be the guest room /  nursery. It's plenty big. And then that yellow nook will most likely need to be food storage / pantry items. Must get creative.


Here is the blue bathroom. I wish we could paint it neutral. I'll ask. I will have to dive into my organizational skills for small places for this move. And perhaps rid a few pair of jeans, not the sweaters!


 The basement door is a wee bit creepy. I thought something was going to jump out at me when I opened it, but alas they painted it yellow to make it seem more homey. We'll prepare for potential flooding, but it's great storage space for all our tubs & luggage which have no where to go inside the house. 


 This is the sunroom off the left side of the house, looking back into the guest room / nursery. This will be the office space. We have to fit my craft table and corner desk somewhere . . .


And our lovely modern kitchen. It may be outdated, but it's actually quite clean. There is weird cupboard space on the wall behind me that freaks me out slightly, but it may be good for food storage. That's the only thing I'm a little worried about finding space for. (and my heavens I will be replacing those drapes. If I have to wash dishes for 30 minutes, I better have something pretty to stare at, (besides the neighbors across the street)

And that's all folks. Let the fun begin. Mr Smith wants to move out on a Friday, so I'm assuming next Friday (because I'm not that great at packing). We have two weeks from today. I'll probably start moving in the little things early next week. Any volunteers are welcome. Because I hate carrying heavy things and Mr Smith will make me suck it up.

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