Selling the House

I thought I had mentioned it here, but checking through the recent posts, I see I haven’t. We’re selling our house. A couple of weeks ago, we started clearing out some large and small clutter, and then last week we called a pair of real estate agents — one to sell this house, one to find us a new house.

We’re outgrowing our current home. It was perfect when we bought it 8 years ago, when it was just Cowgrit, myself, and a little infant Calfgrit, but now with two growing boys, we’ve reached the max capacity for this space. It’s time to get something bigger.

Our selling agent put this place on the market last week. We had several lookers, and immediately got an offer, which we agreed to (it was exactly what we wanted). We signed the contract this past Monday, and we’ll close August 20. So now we have two months to find a new house.

We’re already thinking about how much we’ll miss this place. We’ve kept it up well, and we’ve constantly upgraded everything about it. It’s 15 years old, but it doesn’t look more than maybe 5 years old — hell, no appliance or utility machine in it is more than 5 years old. (That’s probably a big reason why it sold so quickly.)

It’s pretty much exactly how we want a house, inside and out; we really don’t want to leave it. It’s just that our family is outgrowing it — we need more rooms and more space. It’s a bit saddening to think we’ll be forever giving it away in two months.

Bullgrit