When I fell in love with the dream house 8 months ago, I knew the time would come when I would have to give up our current beloved house.  Our first project house, that only took 3 years to fully complete, that we were still fine tuning the yard last year, our first ‘home’ together.  The time has indeed come, as I have put off the inevitable long enough, our home is For Sale.  Sign in the yard, listing on the real estate web site, it is official, and I am incredibly sad.

Over the past few months of demolition dust, window woes and other construction related drama, I could always count on going back to my comfortable, warm and ‘done’ house.  Now people will be looking at it to someday, perhaps, be their dream house.  Pulling up to my home with a for sale sign in the front yard and getting the first request for a showing nearly turned my stomach.

Our 1930’s Tudor on York Way was anything but a dream when we first saw it, but my hubs and I have vision.  Sometimes we question our ‘vision’.  We can see potential in something that no one else does.  It is either an uncanny knack or shear craziness!

Over the course of our time in our home we have touched every surface, sanded and refinished woodwork, painted every room, (some twice), floors refinished, new patio and driveway poured, the inevitable replacing of a roof which is never a fun project, to cleaning out and landscaping the entire yard.  Wow – it was quite a project!  We have hosted numerous get-togethers with family and friends, smoked some darn good ribs on the Big Green Egg, entertained with holiday parties and we were even on the CASA Holiday Homes Tour, something no one would have envisioned when we first purchased the house.

It has been a great ride, sweet York Way house with the now lovely back yard.  But it is time to say good-bye and this will not be easy, because breaking up with you will be oh so hard to do.