Mexican Domestic Goddess

Glory Story: a follow up

Jacqui Skemp3 Comments

Life has been a little busy, but when isn't it, amiright? I apologize in advance for the lack of photos in this post, but hopefully I can get a few soon! 

Almost three months ago I shared an update about our housing situation which you can read about here. Now it's time to share a story. 

Midsummer, while on vacation with family in Mexico, we got an email from our landlord that our neighbor with whom we shared a wall was complaining about frequent noise from our boys. I sat in the dark with Ian and cried. It was just a matter of time, again. How long could we live next to someone who couldn't tolerate the noise from two normal, healthy boys? We decided to take the necessary steps to sound proof as much as we could, and our landlord decided to have insulation blown into the shared wall to help with the transfer of noise. I started looking at rentals again, but what I didn't know was that Ian had started to think about buying. While buying was part of our long term plan, I thought we would have more time before starting that search. We decided to take a first time home buyers class just to start preparing ourselves for that prospect. 

It was scary and anxiety inducing for me. Aside from the responsibility of home buying, I had gotten used to renting. I actually have no problem with renting long term, so the idea of being tied down to one place was hard to wrap my head around.

The week after we dropped a small fortune on rugs to muffle the sound in the whole apartment, we got notice from our landlord that our lease would not be renewed. While we were given plenty of time to plan, it was not what we were hoping for, especially with another baby on the way. And after moving with a newborn (Archie was four weeks old when we moved) I was not looking forward to doing that again in the spring. We had talked about reaching out to a particular realtor, and she ended up reaching out to me first.  So we met with her, looked at a few houses, and before we knew it we saw this little old house in a part of town neither of us were familiar with. It wasn't the style of home I was interested in, but when I looked at the listing, something in me just knew... this was it. 

Before we had even taken our first home buyers class, we had already seen the 1920's house, and we were preparing to put an offer on it. Not even a week after seeing it our offer was accepted within a few hours. The inspection and appraisal went through with no problem, and we were on our way to being home owners. 

With the help of lots of friends and family, we packed up our life again. The day before Thanksgiving we closed on the house, got our keys, and scrubbed the place down (it's better when it's your own dirty, ya know?). Two days later the moving truck arrived, and we've been unpacking boxes for the last week. 

It still doesn't seem real to me. We haven't been in the same place for more than a couple of years in our marriage. But, as our friends toasted to on our first night in the new place, here's to no moves for at least the next decade. Cheers. 

It was a point of confusion for some, but no, we did not sell our first born. 

It was a point of confusion for some, but no, we did not sell our first born.