Home For Sale
// February 15th, 2007 // 1 Comment » // Life
Let’s for a moment set aside the emotion and cost of the exercise to which we so readily dedicated ourselves these past 18 months. Forget the emotional roller coaster we tread weekly. Ignore the misunderstandings, endless waiting, driving all over town looking for just the right paint chip, and staying up pondering the cascade of “what-ifs”.
In these last three months since we’ve moved-in, our attention has been drawn from the vast ocean of activity that is the home-building process down to our favorite 3-footer, with his Mom’s brown eyes and killer smile. Only now do we see clearly what the fog of homebuilding obscured from us — our little guy should spend his last two preschool years with his Mom, and not in the care of a stranger — so we’re selling our house.
When we decided to build this monster we committed my wife returning to work this year, and putting our 3-year-old in a full time preschool/day care. We rationalized it in every way you might expect — he’s a sociable guy, he’d love it; it’d help his speech development; he’d benefit from the extra stimulation and preparation for kindergarten. The list goes on. But now the time to make those decisions is at our feet, and we can’t do it. This time in his life is unique and will only happen once. He’ll only be little for a bit longer and we want he and Mom to reap all the simple pleasures of this special time.
We’re hoping lightening will strike twice and we can again sell quickly and move on before the end of summer. We’ll have to see what unfolds. Wish us luck!



