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I’m so excited and I just can’t hide it! It was my plan to keep this a total secret, but I kind of spilled the beans last week, and I couldn’t help but mention it a couple times on Instastories, we moved!
I am sitting on the edge of my seat writing this because I’m so excited. Kid in a candy store excited. I haven’t written or talked on social media (too much), or even really in person, about moving. So let me start at the beginning, when Tom and I moved in together earlier this year. Living together has been a dream. I expected a transition period, where we were getting use to living together, it was a huge step in our relationship after all. But, since day one it’s been perfect. Living with the handsome hunk has been nothing short of wonderful. He cooks, he cleans, he gives back rubs, the works. I hit the jackpot.
While everything was going along perfectly, there was a couple big problems, with our living situation: space and his dog.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love his dog, Penny. Penny has become our dog, although I still have to bribe her with treats to get the same amount of love. I’m okay with it. For myself, my home was perfect. It was a small 2 bedroom place, tucked back in the woods, on a creek, with a huge room sized walk in closet! And, the here’s the kicker, no yard. I am not a yard person. I mean, I like lawn games, and outdoor parties, but yard maintenance? No. Not my cup of tea. For me, it was my little retreat in the woods, and it was perfect.
When Tom moved in with Penny, it suddenly didn’t work as well. What was spacious for me, was tight when we added in all of Tom’s belongings. The garage I never used, became too small for his hobbies, not to mention his truck. And poor Penny, didn’t have a yard. For small dogs like mine, no yard is no big deal. But for a big dog with lots of energy, that came from having a massive yard, it was a huge hassle. So, the little issues added up, and compounded until we suddenly found ourselves looking for a home that would better suit both our lifestyles. We are textbook millennials, that moved because of the dog.
It took months to find the perfect place. As a Real Estate Broker, I know that no house is perfect, and that you have to prioritize your wants, and sometimes it just takes time. We finally found somewhere perfect though. I’m a huge fan of one level ranches. One level and open living is exactly what I wanted. A large garage, and backyard for summer parties and the puppies for Tom and Penny. I’ll be doing a home tour soon, but in the meantime, I’ll be basking in that new home glow.