As soon as we went under contract, we began looking at houses with our realtor. If you've read my previous posts, you know my husband was up on the market and all potential housing options! So, we were ready; we knew exactly which houses we wanted to see. Tuesday of that week (the day after we went under contract) we saw two houses. Then the next day my husband saw a new listing that had just come on the market on one of our favorite streets. We went and saw it during lunch on Thursday, and it seemed promising so we decided to go see it again the next day. Then that night, another one came on the market on that same street. Friday we went to see both houses on that street, and we ended up liking the newer one (I mean newer on the market, not newer in age) better. We also tried to see another one on a different street, but it ended up not being ready to show. So, we tried to see 5 houses, but we only went in 4 of them.
The next day (Saturday morning) we met our realtor at our new favorite house and decided to make an offer! We negotiated back and forth over the phone that day and soon went under contract. We matched the due diligence and closing dates up so that we could back out of our new house if anything went wrong with the sale of our current house.
Then came the hard part. The bank's appraisal on our current house came in lower than the purchase price that we and the buyers had agreed to, which meant we had to lower our price in order for the deal to go through. It was a hard few days, as we thought about our options and what we should do. We ended up deciding to go through with it because selling at the lower price still accomplished our original goals of downsizing to a more reasonably sized and priced house and got us closer to the point where we could live mortgage-free, even if our feelings (i.e. egos) were hurt.
We moved the closing date on our current house up to May 17th, and we hope to do the same with our new house if the bank can get everything prepared in time. We are now past the due diligence dates on both houses, so it is almost for sure that this move is actually going to happen! Which is good, because we started packing today!! Since we close on May 17th (a Friday), we are moving the previous weekend, so we only have two weeks left. How in the world that happened, I do not know!
My ever-frugal husband procured free moving boxes on Craigslist, so we taped them back together today and packed a grand total of 3 boxes! We also made lists and planned and I went through my bathroom cabinet, so we did a little more than it sounds like. Oh, and before we could do that, we decided to clean the house so we could take pictures of the rooms in all their glory. When we started packing the second box, it became more real to me. These are some of the thoughts that went through my head.
We are actually moving. I am not going to live here anymore. Why is my dining room table shoved up against the wall? Because my dining room is now full of empty boxes that will soon be full of our stuff. Lastly, but perhaps most frantically, how are we going to pack all this stuff?!
As I'm writing this post, this came to mind as well...
Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal; for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
In closing, I want to leave you with a few of the shots we took today. These are the views I will miss the most.-Matthew 6:19-21
Although I'm feeling a little sentimental tonight, I know this place is not my home. The funny thing is, the new one isn't really my home either.
But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, who, by the power that enables Him to bring everything under His control, will transform our lowly bodies so that they will be like His glorious body.
-Philippians 3:20-21
Jesus, I can hardly wait...