Well here I am again, apologizing for my absence. I'm not the most dedicated blogger, I must admit, but I do still enjoy catching up with you all and updating you on things at the cottage.
Lately though, things have been a mixture of ups and downs, which is a good portion of why I have not felt much desire to blog. In the last few months, I was actually considering do this...
Which is even hard to say, because I love my little cottage so much. It is afterall, my very first home. Truth be told, I wasn't even thinking about moving any time soon. I love the cottage and I have done so much work to make it mine, it's kind of hard to think about starting all over. Although, she is a little cottage and slowly I have felt that we are beginning to outgrow her.
And then it happened. I just happened to stumble upon a house for sale in the bf and I's favorite neighborhood, it was the diamond in the rough project I had always longed for. It had been sitting on the market for six months, needed a TON of work, but had so much potential and was in the perfect location. This new place had long-term home written all over it. So we discussed and discussed. We went for many visits, met with a contractor and agonized over how-tos and what-ifs. It was a big risk. It could have been a dream home or it could have been a money pit. We decided it was worth it though, mostly because it was in such a desirable location. The biggest decision then became whether or not to go for it and make an offer and have two mortgages or wait and try to sell the cottage before doing anything else (the sellers refused a contingency). Either way it was another risk. We could possibly be paying two house payments for who knows how long (in this sad market) or we could sell the house and not get the other.
So, we decided to try and sell. Either way we knew it. We knew it might not work out - and it didn't. The day we went to put a sign in the yard, we got news the other place had accepted an offer. Sad day. Everyone always says "don't get attached". It is so true. Disappointment is a bitch - but reality.
Now I'm just trying to believe in the whole "everything happens for a reason" and "if it wasn't meant to be, it wasn't meant to be" mumbo jumbo. It's probably true, I'm just not feeling that positive yet. Mostly because I got dang attached.
But through all of it, I have learned what I really want. What would really make me move, because I don't see myself moving for just anything. I love this little house too much. I'm kind of like Goldilocks - I want it to be jjuuussssttt right. Which means I'm happy where I am and next time if "it is meant to be, than it is meant to be"...right?? :)
Soooo with that - I am looking forward to fall being here, are you?? It is my absolute favorite time of the year. I just can't help but be excited for cool, crisp days and for things like sweaters and boots. Even just pulling out my pumpkin spice candles gets me giddy. It's the little things, right? Plus, fall also means Halloween is just right around the corner and that also makes me super happy. I am actually counting down the weeks until I can spookify the house.
Have a great weekend all! Be back soon (for real this time)! :)