The Meaning of Sold

It's been an emotional month.  1434 went under contract on Sept 1st, a few mere days after being put on the market.  While it was exciting and rewarding initially, it is now becoming sad and heartsick that the home we have spent the last 4 years building and renovating will not be ours within a short amount of time.  I have been consciously acknowledging this and facing this more frequently, and am attempting to cherish each moment I have left in this home.

What I will miss...I will definatily miss my wonderful claw foot tubby!   That claw foot tub has such history- being found in a classified ad in the LJS (where the owner had rescued it from a Beatrice farmhouse) and delivered home and put into place by my wonderful family and neighbor Jim (who recently shared he has a battle mark on his ankle to forever remind him of our lovely tub and the perils of a cast iron tub and a bungalow stairway).   That tub has been my best friend for the past 2 winters, providing me warmth and relaxation.  Our new home unfortunately does not have a claw foot tub, and this will be missed dearly.  I will miss our enourmous upstairs bathroom that Matt and I spent so much time creating and entire upstairs master suite that did not exist prior to our possession of 1434.  I will miss our 10x10 walk in closet and the wonderful rescue french doors into our bedroom.  I will always remember those walls with layer upon layer of wallpaper and the painted over fir hardwood floors.  

I will miss my funky green kitchen and stainless steel appliances.  I will miss the wonderful Mission light fixtures we installed throughout the home that we hand selected over the years.  I will miss my built in linen closet that I didn't know even existed until my second walk through of 1434, tucked so secretly behind the bathroom door.

I will miss our backyard and memories of family dinners and socializing with neighbor Jim.  I will miss the way PT runs to the back tree and pokes his head through the fence to kiss sweet neighbor shihtzu Pookie.  I will miss my huge green hosta that doubles in size each year.  I will miss the way the Ivy runs up the back tree, consuming more and more each season.  I will miss the fully privacy fenced backyard and the memories of staining each and every one of those fence boards with dear Matt.  

So many memories.  While we look forward to our new home and the memories that will be created, we are sad to be leaving 1434 and those that have been created.  The next few weeks will be spent packing and organizing, but most of all cherishing what time we have left with this sweet, wonderful home.