I’m sitting on the couch between two snoring dogs. Making lists and planning out the next 3 months.
We are on the hunt for a house…. moving out of state…. putting our things in order….getting the whole process started.
We are sorting our belongings, getting rid of stuff. We are donating as much as we can- clothing to the Lupus foundation (or whomever is picking up that week), books to the library and schools and to our friends kids. Our old, crappy, second hand couches out to the curb (they look pretty, but man they are not even close to comfortable), along with some other old furniture we no longer want to drag around with us.
And the house hunt…. man oh man. There sure is a lot of crap out there.
We have a small list of must haves-
4 bedrooms (with a compromise at 3 if we love everything else)
en suite bathroom in the master (but again, we can compromise as long as everything else is perfect and we love it)
Open floor plan- neither of us is a fan of closed off rooms
basement and garage (but again we would be happy with either but not neither)
2 full or 1.5 baths
fenced in yard
That can’t be too much to ask, can it? You’d be surprised. We have so far looked at 30 houses. Yes, you read that right. It was not a typo. 30. 3-0. THIRTY. We found a 5 bedroom we loved, put an offer in, got the shit end of some shady realtor work, and pulled that offer before the contract was even signed. A second, 3 bedroom house we loved but it just wasn’t enough yard and it was not fenced.
So onward to this weekend. We narrowed down our list and I think, I hope, this is the weekend the magic happens. I have a really good feeling. All of them have fenced yards, garages and 4 or more bedrooms. One has a soundproofed room already, which is what my musician husband loves. All of them are open floor plans with more than enough bathrooms….some of them even have sheds and hot tubs! And all of them face the road, no weird side facing oddballs like last time.
The nice thing about the areas we are looking is that the neighbors are not on top of each other. That’s the thing about Jersey. Or at least the thing about the area of Jersey we are in now. I love it, don’t get me wrong. I’ve lived here a little more than 6 years…plus or minus the previous 37 years…. but I am so tired of looking outside and just seeing my neighbors houses. And their yards. And the lack of privacy. And even when you get out into the next few towns from here, the houses are so close, you can’t always tell where one yard ends and the next begins. PACKED IN TIGHT.
And most of the communities we are looking at have water privileges, close to the bay, the ocean, or rivers…. and we’ve got stand up paddle boards and kayaks that need a home…
I’m so excited for this round of houses. I just feel really positive that we are going to find something this weekend.
And I have several in person interviews coming up in the next few weeks for teaching jobs in DC.
And I graduate with my MS in less than 4 months.
I feel like we hit a low point right before Christmas, with illnesses and deaths, and then more illnesses, and some near deaths in January, that we are due for some positive stuff to happen and it seems like it is on the horizon.
I cannot wait to move. I love a new, vibrant adventure. A new downtown and a new city to explore, new faces, new places, hiking, biking, running, and hopefully some good health news or everyone. I’m just so tired of ducking out of sight in the local supermarket in order to avoid the people I don’t want to run into in town. And tired of sharing a fence and backyard with people I don’t want to have to always talk to.
What is Life but one Grand (vibrant!) Adventure?