|Posted by karenandkurt on August 22, 2013 at 9:50 AM|
So, my friends, here’s the update: We signed on the house on Friday. We bought our house! After last month’s crushing rejection, Kurt and I spent a serious two weeks grieving for the Sutton Avenue house that we lost out on. As you recall, I spent the first week waiting for a call that was not going to come.
But an email did.
On the Friday of the second week, at 10:30 at night, Kurt gets an email – the other deal fell through. Do we still want the house?
We made our bid the next day.
Thus began the 45 days count-down to the day we signed on the house and got to call it “ours.” After banks and loans and credit reporting companies and evaluators and home inspections and researching the past 175 years of the house (because I can) we took last Friday off from work, did the final walk-through and signed on a lot of dotted lines.
That night we blew up the air mattress and camped out in our empty house. But it is our house.
So we threw a party the next day with Kurt’s family, colleagues from work and one of my friends from work coming over to see it for the first time. Aunt Dee brought us bread and a new broom “because they’re traditional.”
“There’s something else, too, that you’re supposed to bring, but I forgot what that was,” she added.
I laughed and accepted the generous gifts and the blessings they represent: Bread, that there will always be food in the house; Broom, to sweep away evil and sadness. What she forgot was Salt for good luck and that life always has flavor. But Cousin Beth brought the Wine, that there would always be joy and happiness.
The move is underway now and tonight the curtains will be hung in the front windows. There is so much to do, and lots of packing and carrying of stuff. Olivia our niece has run across the living, giggling happily, though she has bouncy curls and not the pigtails of the little I saw in my mind’s eye. But her laughter had a wonderful sound, echoing through our livingroom.
Our house is a very, very, very fine house...
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