Bye Bye Bluebird

I am not sure how much value we really place on the closure of things.  From my perspective, it isn’t until we are truly done with something, until we have tasted that finality, before we understand the benefit of being finished.  And then once it is done, we realize how much energy, and distraction, and time that non-finished part of our lives had consumed. 

For our household, after almost a year long journey, we have finally closed a chapter in our lives:  the sale of our first family home on Bluebird Drive.  

Now...sweet relief,  peace, closure.  

Regarding this matter, it has been a loooooong year....Here's just the short list:

~updates and renovations to get it market ready,

~no offers until 5 months on the market,

~an offer, followed  by a scathing inspection report that rendered our house almost unsellable,

~to sell {me} vs. to rent and fix problems {Brian},

~a second offer,

~a second withdrawal of offer upon reading that d*** inspection report,

~beginning more work to fix problems from that d*** report,

~yielding calls for potential renters,

~a third offer, willing to buy house “as is” after seeing the d*** report (shock),

~an agreed upon purchase price that all parties were content with-including Brian! 

Before the big deal went through, we spent some time at the house, remembering and reminiscing on the good times...

 

Brian and I both agree that it was a miracle the house sold.   Our realtor, Larry, told us he would have given it a 5% chance of selling, considering the d*** inspection report.   We believe there was divine intervention at work here.   Specifically, we think Brian’s dad had a hand in it all.  Was it just coincidence that we got that third and final offer right when Wally’s funeral was beginning?  And then right around the time that I picked up that message with the offer, this appeared in the sky? 

As I told Brian, I think your dad got up to heaven, had a nice reunion with my mom, and they both agreed “we have to help these kids out…let’s get this house sold.” 

Tractor for sale....Anyone???

One last tractor ride with Daddy.

We will miss our big back yard...but not having to mow it!

As they say, the rest is history.

A celebration fire, accompanied by s'mores of course, on a beautiful "closing" night.

So, with no doubt in my mind, I send a bit grateful hug to my father in law, for helping us with the sale.  And to my Mom, who I think was sharing a beer with Wally while helping out with the deal... a big thank you to you too! 

 

Sunset on closing day.

On a completely unrelated note:  Happy (early) Birthday Mom (tomorrow).   As you can see from this post, you are never far from my mind or heart.  Your influence in my life may actually be stronger now than it was when you were still here with us.  For this, I am most grateful.