This old home

3 years ago today we settled on our home.  I can still remember the worldwind that it was.  We had been looking for homes since June.  Tommy had JUST graduated with his masters and we were busy making plans for our wedding labor day weekend.  I felt like looking at houses was just something fun we were doing in between tastings and floral meetings.  Riding around in our Real Estate Agents convertable from house to house-we were cool cats-talking about buying a house but in my mind it wasn't something we could do-no way.  We cannot own a house-what are we gown-ups? (uhhh yea we were 27).  The houses we were looking at were nice-but we just didn't find anything we liked and frankly I don't think either of us really felt like this was going to be a reality any time soon.  It just sounded cool to tell our friends we were 'thinking' about buying a home.

Reality hit us and we realized we were crazy  not quite ready.  We had the wedding to focus on.  We told our agent that we wanted to take a break and after the wedding we would sit back down and talk and start looking again.  Well a few weeks later we got a call there was a home in Forest Hill that is in our price range and a great neighboorhood.  Tommy and I both worked SOUTH of where we were originally looking.  This home was 20 minutes NORTH of that.  I wasn't too crazy about that commute but it was in the community Tommy's sisters lived and I thought we could check it out.  Well we fell in love.  The moment we stepped into the house we knew we wanted it and decided to make an offer.  The whole time thinking: "can we really do THIS 3 weeks before our wedding?!  We were pre-approved but to me that didn't really mean anything.  Our agent went to prepare the papers to make an offer and we anxiously awaited the verdict.  I was already dreaming of how I would decorate.   

My dreams were quickly squashed when we got the call that a contract was already put on the house and was accepted-the same exact moment we were in the home falling in love with it.  I was devestated.  That's MY house!  We took it as a sign that we would continue to wait as planned.  A few days later-it may even actually been the next day, my mother in law (who, by the way, should be a real estate agent) found a listing for another home in Forest Hill.  Well when they say everything happens for a reason it's pretty much true. Because THIS ws our house.  And guess what?  Us crazy people settled just 5 days before our wedding.  Say Wha!?

3 years later that house has truly become our home.  Our my husbands blood, sweat and tears are in this house.  This is where we slept the first night we were husband and wife, where we brought Lilly home from the hospital, where we spent many evenings and weekends entertaining close family and friends, where Lilly had her first Christmas and first birthday.  We've created MANY memories in 3 short years and plan to create many more.  I already tear up when I think about ever leaving this place.  It may be small, it may not be fancy, we may not have the best things but it's ours and that's what makes it so very special.  *Cue song-Kenny Rogers "Through the Years"

 

The main differance from then and now...Lilly rules the roost!