Part of what has had me in a funk was decision making about this:
Yep! That’s a really vacant lot. Hubby and I are moving, obviously not just this moment, but moving nevertheless. This will be our first “just because we want to” move, and it has been a hard decision in some ways and an easy one in others. We’ve been “looking” for more than a year, being very picky, and concentrating on established locations in a city where we have lived before, both as singles and as a couple. We were definitely NOT going for one of the new areas. However, looking for a retirement spot is different than looking for a family-raising spot. Floor space and big yards and number of bedrooms becomes secondary to considerations like easy care, comfort, and not having to replace the water lines/ sewer lines/ gas lines like we have recently had to do in the home where we live now. New began to look very interesting. Then I spent a week helping my son get around after his ankle surgery, and this particular subdivision grew on me. It has easy access to 4 of the 5 main traffic streets into the part of the city that I am most interested in; fairly easy access to two others, and fast access to I-27. So we are going to be building a house. Actually, that is really too grand a way to put it. We are having a standard plan customized a little bit to suit us better. It will be smaller than where we live now, which is ok. There will not be steep steps into the house. The garage with workspace for the hubby, opens to the rear with a paved alley, so that the trash can just roll out to the dumpster. The yard size will be minimal. Unfortunately, we are giving up big trees and a shady yard. Inside, we will have a nice kitchen with lots of storage and a dining area with double windows so we can look out while drinking coffee. There’s a patio for that also. We will have a master suite that is big enough and a master bath with one of those really big showers with a bench seat. There is another full bath and two more “bedrooms,” one of which is going to become a man cave and the other a sewing/knitting/craft room for me with a daybed setup for grandchildren who sleep over.
We found ourselves thinking things like, “When it snows in the winter, are we going to be able to get out early in the morning with a rear garage?” Then we remembered that we are RETIRED. We no longer have to get out early to battle rush hour traffic and ice.
When we moved into the house where we are living now a few years ago, we moved in a haphazard fashion due to some family circumstances at the time. In short, I moved back into my mother’s home because she was, quite frankly, in the nursing home and dying after a 15 year battle with cancer. She was proud of this house and wanted to see us settled before she passed on. All of her stuff was still in here. Fortunately, this house had tons of storage because we moved in on top of her stuff. It was sort of like when William the Conqueror dumped all that Norman French on top of Anglo Saxon. So, I have to not only sort out what I want to keep of my own stuff that will work in the new house, but also I have to sort through Mother’s stuff, see who wants what heirloom, and get rid of duplicates. It’s going to take every minute of the 4 months till Election Day—yes, that’s our contracted closing date!
I am still knitting some dish cloths. Obviously, I need them for the new kitchen!