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Renters

Posted in family, moving on with tags on June 27, 2008 by erin

OMG.  I seriously cannot believe it.  We listed our house for rent this week and within hours had several calls on the place.  Our first showing was today, two young (as in their mid 20’s) kids-brother and sister.  Very clean cut and quite. 

They came with their mom who was also well dressed and they were so polite and very interested in fact they were afraid we would give it to someone else.  All this to say I think they will be good renters, pay on time (I think mommy and daddy with be helping out-which is ALWAYS nice) and take care of our house. 

You really can tell a lot about a person from the first meeting.

Not only that but they want to move in right away.  We were hoping to get some work done before people moved in, just small stuff here and there and remodeling the last bathroom but they were totally cool with us doing the work while they are living here.  Meaning we will have one or two months of rent we were not anticipating.

I can’t believe how well this turned out for us and just proves prayer really does work (because we have been doing a lot of that lately).  I do believe God paved the path for us today making it a little smoother journey as we go through this rough time.  This is the first time I truly feel good about our whole situation.

Now if he would just answer my prayer of getting a million dollars…..

moving

Posted in family, moving on with tags on June 18, 2008 by erin

While I’m packing up our lives, separating items into “storage” and “condo” I keep thinking someone is playing a huge joke on me.  I keep hoping my husband will come home and say, guess what, I worked some magic and we can stay.  But so far, as our possessions are slowly piled into boxes one by one, it hasn’t happened.

I don’t know why I’m so upset by this move.   These four walls hold only a few years of my memories but they are some of the most precious ones.  This is the home my baby spent her first year of life and I have fond memories of bringing her home, here.  Of our first night with her and how freaked out Matt and I were because she wouldn’t stop crying.  Of coming down the stairs after that first night and thinking, will I survive this job of parent hood?  But my wise and encouraging friend, ggsmama said it well.  I will still have those memories no matter where I live.

We’ve done plenty of moving in our 7 years of marriage, I should be very used to the upheaval.  All our moves up till this one have been an improvement in living quarters (bigger and better).  This one is hard because it wasn’t in “the plan”  it’s a slight set back. 

Our first choice of condos to move into didn’t pan out so we are onto choice #2.  It’s bigger and has under ground parking.  Still close to Cherry Creek, Wash Park, Cheeseman Park, City Park, the zoo, Park Hill and much more.  Yes, this place will be our home for the next year. 

I pray for a lot of things these days but mostly peace of mind with this situation (and hey if God wants to throw some money our way, I wouldn’t turn it down).  I pray we can be back in our house next summer and I pray my attitude will remain positive because I have a little girl to take care of and play with and her well-being is most important. 

So the next few weeks my posting may be scarce as we pack and move and unpack our lives into smaller quarters and set up shop across town.

The White Picket Fence

Posted in home sweet home with tags , , , on February 21, 2008 by erin

A couple of posts ago I said something about moving to a smaller town. It’s true. I’ve gotta say it. I want to move to a smaller community. Not too much smaller though, I don’t want to go insane, I just don’t do well in a “small town”. I know the exact town I want to move to, its population is around 125,000 full of college kids and spunk. Bike trails and breweries (this is exciting because it’s the best brewery in the world), a great yoga studio, cute little downtown with fun boutiques and Mary’s Mountain Cookies (YUM!), perfect weather, close to mountains, good schools, community minded, we could live in a new home that doesn’t need work-this town has it all.

I want P to be able to ride her bike on our street, even around our neighborhood without the fear of losing her to a weirdo or speeding car (I know this could happen anywhere-even a small town) as I am dreaming about this particular town and wishing we could move something hit me:

We can’t move right now. Maybe in 5 years but right now my husband’s startup company needs him on daily even hourly basis, nothing gets accomplished unless he’s there and I don’t want him commuting, we’d never see him and that’s no fun.

Then I remembered my goals I wrote down while sitting at Starbucks 6 years ago with my hubby. We were setting our goals for the next 5 to 10 years, what we want to accomplish as a couple, as a family, financially, where we wanted to live etc.

Some of my most important goals were….. To stay at home with my kids (check), have one (+) kiddos (check), to live in a nice house (almost there-just thousands more in remodeling!), live in a great town (check) and be able to walk my kid to school (wouldn’t that be so nice?).

Now, at 8 months P is obviously not in school yet but I’ve already started to wonder where the heck we will send her. Enter the smaller town along with safety; I know their school system is great. Public school around here in not an option-too scary, bad test scores etc.

Then I found out the elementary school just two blocks from my house implemented an International Baccalaureate program a couple of years ago and while I will have to do a lot of research to make sure this could be the school for us it’s pretty exciting to know I just might be able to walk my kid to elementary school.

I, then, started thinking about my town, my house and basically my life here in this place I call home. Since I know we can’t move for a while, I began thinking of all the things I love about this town. You know -if-you-can’t-have-what-you-want-make-the-best-of-what-you-have-type-of-thinking. It’s not hard to “make the best” of what we have here, actually if I think about it our town is pretty great and I would totally miss it if we moved.

If we left Petunia wouldn’t have the chance to be towed up Lookout Mountain behind her daddy’s road bike. She wouldn’t eat Liks ice cream on a hot summer day, or play at the play ground in Wash Park, or ride her bike on the Platte River bike path, or walk up to Heidi’s for lunch, or play with her friends G&G, or take her pooch to The Railyard Dogs Dog Park, or browse the Tattered Cover Book Store for the perfect book and that would be sad. I want her to experience all that I love about this town, even our 100 year old falling apart house. So for now, I will put the dream of a smaller town behind me and make this place we call home the very best home I possibly can, Petunia deserves that.