Bittersweet memories

I sit here, while I'm typing this, uploading pics to eventually get printed. Most of the ones that I am uploading are from our old house. The first house we've ever "owned". I say it that way cause while we took care of upkeep on it, it truly wasn't ours. The bank techinically owned it.

The house that held so many memories, all of which were once in a lifetime memories. This was B's first house, the first place place to come home. It was because of him, that we bought this house. I discovered on New Year's Day of 2003 that I was pregnant and after some talk we decided we wanted our own house to raise our children in and not the small two bedroom apartment we'd called home for two years. So we started our home search. We came close to buying another house but we weren't certain the house we looked at was going to be large enough for a growing family. We were pretty certain at that point we'd be having at least one more child after B. We went and looked at two other homes the next day, this being the first one. We loved it from the first moment. We started from day 1 of home ownership into making it ours by painting. In years to come, we redid the dining room floor, replacing gross carpet with laminate flooring, repainting and replacing the molding. The following year we replaced the living room's gross carpet with laminate flooring.

We welcomed L the following year and last year we replaced the flooring in the powder room with ceramic tile. All these projects were do it ourself projects. We also added a fence to our backyard. I relandscaped the whole area around the house and started going around the fence. We made this home into the place we thought we'd live in for the rest of our lives.

We have many wonderful and cherised memories of our first home, the place we called home for 4 and 1/2 years. While I'm sad to have had to sell our house, I'm also happy because we have those memories in our hearts now, and we can make new memories in our new house. Another house we are making into our own. I house that I hope to live in for the rest of my life. Unless of course, I should happen to win the lottery.

On a side note, the electricans left last week. They are finally done and this is my first time in our new house alone with my boys in over a month. It feels good but I do miss that adult company. Too bad, I had to pay them for it.