Yes. The House is SOLD! papers signed, money in the bank, no more bills to pay.
It was a hard 15 months, between the nail biting wait for prospective buyers to view the house, the difficult decisions to lower the price, the gnashing of teeth and pulling of hair as we negotiated (and renegotiated)3 seperate offers and finally the last flurry of activity with the new buyer who changed his mind almost weekly. Our realtor Curt Britson is a SAINT!
As I am in Minnesota visiting family, I stopped by the house to say goodbye. If felt strange, there was nothing to move out, nothing personal left there (except a coffee mug in the microwave that Curt found 3 months after we left--ugh....science project). Curt opted not to leave that moldy cup of coffee for the new buyers. After several difficult negotiations, I was on the fence about our little housewarming present.
Part of the change was the new buyer had asked if he could have a contractor start work a day or two early.When I walked through the place, there was a big gaping hole in the wall between the kitchen and living room, new tiles laid out for the floors, and new carpet on the way.
I went to the backyard to dig up St Joseph, who was supposed to help sell the house, but instead sensed our Lutheran guilt over the iconographic saint and refused to help. I was ready to dig St Joseph up, and repent. The flowers in the backyard had grown up over his burial spot, and I didn't have the heart to ruin the flowerbed. (I didn't have a shovel either).
Leaving the house felt strange. Part of me was still looking at this as an escape hatch (if everything went wrong in Australia, we wouldn't be homeless) but part of me felt that worry over selling and the on-going bills meant we weren't really free to fully enjoy Australia.
Despite our intentions of being footloose and fancy free, Nathan and I put down roots here. We were nourished by our friends , rewarding work, a welcoming church community, music and theater. But, the longer we stayed the more we realized that these roots would only grow deeper, making it more challenging to transplant ourselves later.
So, with joy and a little nostalgia, we are ready say goodbye to 5559 Fairway Dr. NW, Rochester MN. Thanks for all the memories! Kristin
3 comments:
YAY!!!!!!!!!!! Congrats! Patience of Job, you two.
It may be tough but remember the fun times and that Spencer had a great home in Rochester for over two years!! It is a time that all of us will never forget!!
What a relief!
Wait, the new owners didn't leave the quilt up above the sink?
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