Life is heating up chez nous as we get our house ready to sell (translation: posting will be sporadic). Our Utah home is stalled in the permit stage (pray, pray, pray the house will be ready in time for school).
Yesterday, our realtor friend came by to take measurements and walk us through the process. If you know of anyone moving, Stan Dalton is one of the top realtors in Colorado Springs, which is really saying something because there are a gazillion of them. Honest. Hard-working. Funny. And so much integrity. He was the best man at our wedding and he and Jamie have childhood history, which means there are a lot of stories I’m not allowed to share because they’d probably be arrested.
Our family has been cleaning and fixing up the house around-the-clock so the photographer could take pictures of our house yesterday (another shout-out to Rob Larsen Photography who was a real pro). We’re hoping to have our house on the market in the next 2-3 weeks and then the real fun of keeping it clean begins. We are waiting upon our ginormously gorgeous maple tree in the backyard to blossom. Because wouldn’t you know that it is the only tree in our yard without leaves and the most important one. Have you ever prayed for a tree? I guess this means I’m an official tree hugger.
Jamie commented that it’s a pity we’re selling our house because we’ve finally fixed it up to look really nice, which makes the process that much more bittersweet.
But then our soon-to-be neighbor Ellen in Midway sent me this picture last week from our backyard.
And I just keep reminding myself it will all be worth it.
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