My parents are selling their house. It is time for them to scale back, to look ahead towards retirement and less maintenance, and no mortgage. I am a hundred percent behind them selling their house, but it is still a big change. I moved into that house at the beginning of 8th grade, and it is full of wonderful memories of the crazy, busy teenage years. It’s also full of happy memories of my babies, then toddlers, then young kiddos, and now young teens, rambling around the yard, running up and down the hall, and making memories of their own.
I’m not in a position to buy that house, and truly, although I love it, it isn’t the right space for my own family. I know that. But I still wake up at night occasionally, playing the “what if” game, wondering about what comes next for my parents.
In the meantime, we’ve got some structural stuff going on with our foundation, and although I’d love to pretend that everything is probably fine, all signs are pointing to the kids getting a level house for Christmas this year. Thanks, Santa! We’re really the worst homeowners ever, and we’ve put off home projects to the point that we’re now going to be doing some significant spending to fix all the things we should have been taking care of all along.
I never meant to be in this house after 13 years, but here we are. As much as I’d love to move to a new house in the next calendar year, I’m also resigned to the fact that we might be stuck here. Our mortgage is cheap, and we’re half-way to this house being paid for. And I’ve got three kids headed to college in a few short years, and learning to drive and all those other expensive milestones, and I just can’t get excited about putting all of our financial eggs in a basket the size of a house.
The biggest issue, honestly, is that I just mentally shut down when I contemplate what would need to happen for us to get this house on the market and for us to buy a new house. I’m already so tired and stressed with the pace of work and life, I just can’t imagine trying to pull off a move. I’ll feel better once we get the work we need to do on this house underway, and I know what that financial reality is going to be. My husband likes to look at real estate listings, and talk about moving, and I immediately get panicked and start shutting down. I seriously don’t know what my problem is.
Anyway, changes ahead.