You see, TJ and I plan on getting married in the fall. And once we do, we planned on living together. Obviously. So since we both owned our own homes, it meant that one of us needed to sell our house. That someone being me.
So I decided to go ahead and list it to ensure it's sold by the fall. Never in my wildest dreams did I think it would only take a month. But that's exactly what happened. All in part to an awesome realtor, Marty Gaddie.
So here I've been this past week, scrambling to pack what I'm keeping and sell what I'm getting rid of, and buy what I'll need. I thought I'd have a few months to do that. Noooope. But it is a good problem to have because it could be the opposite where it took for-ev-er to sell.
But it didn't, so here we are.
Me buying my own house on my own two and a half years ago was a huge milestone for me. To me, it was that final piece to becoming an independent, successful, single mom. I had a career, I was going to college, and was raising my sweet boy, and then bought my own house. I had arrived. I was doing it. For the last five years, it's just been me and T. My house was our space, where I make the decisions, where I make the rules, where I decorate it how I want. Speaking of decorating, I've spent the last two years decorating it and upgrading it and finally got it completely how on wanted it. Just in time to give it to someone else.
And now, I'm giving it all up, to move into someone else's house, in someone else's space. And part of me feels like I'm giving up some of my independence. I AM excited to start this new chapter in mine and Talon's life. But just like any change, it will take some time to get used to.
But what DOES help is thinking about what I'm gaining: Waking up to someone who loves me every morning, three dogs that Talon loves, a new house to decorate, a family, and a new and exciting chapter of my life.
And because of that, I'm feeling pretty blessed.
"Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end."
