It appears the hard work and small fortune we've invested in getting our house ready to sell may be worth it after all. Today we officially listed our house for sale, and ever since my phone has been buzzing with alerts. We had three showings just for this evening, had to refuse one for tomorrow, and have another scheduled for Friday.
I'm hoping this means we've priced our house correctly, and another young family will see this as a great place to grow.
I'm hoping this means we'll be able to find a house that will fit our needs but is also in our price range (difficult in my town).
I'm hoping this means that I'll spend my summer painting and arranging furniture and making a new house into a home for my family.
Now that this is real, I'm beginning to feel weird about selling. This is our first house, the place where our girls have grown up. I know every nook and cranny of this little ranch house, except for the attic, which I refuse to enter.
I know where I like my Christmas tree. I know the quirks of the oven and the dishwasher.
I also know I'm ready for a new-to-us home that is just a bit bigger so we're not on top of each other all of the time.
I'll keep you all posted on the progress. Send me good vibes!
