the one that got away

There were two blog posts in my head. This was the one I didn't want to write. 

We took our house off the market just before Christmas. Our dream house is still on the market, and it's not ours. We put up our (teeny) Christmas tree in this house. The house we've poured blood, sweat and tears into (all of them literally) for the past four years. The house we had hoped to sell before Christmastime. The house we wanted to look back on and call our "first" house. This was not the house we planned to wake up in on January 1, 2013.

But we did. And that's ok.

There are a lot of reasons we chose to take our house off the market, but it can so easily be summed up simply by saying we knew it was the right thing to do for our little family right now.

(The right thing. Not the easy thing.)

I cried for most of a Sunday afternoon after we called our realtor. I've cried several times since, too. Not because I don't want to live here, just because a sweet little dream died the day we pulled the sign out of our yard.

The new house we fell so hard for was a 100 year old farmhouse with a 100 year old barn and three acres of land. It was nestled in hundreds and hundreds of acres of farmland, but only 10 minutes from Starbucks and Home Depot. We would still have been close to family and friends with workable commutes for both of our (on-opposite-sides-of-the-city) jobs. The price was perfect. We knew the neighbors but couldn't even see them from the house. The dogs could run. We could watch storms roll in and see the stars at night.

We would have also ended up gutting the entire house and knocking out a couple external walls. All the outbuildings needed a lot of work. But work isn't exactly something we're afraid of and even all the money we stood to lose on our own house couldn't stop us from chasing the dream.

We're not completely sure where we're going from here. We have a long list of things we'd still like to do at this house, so we may start tackling that soon. We absolutely love this house, we adore our neighbors and if we stay a little longer we might actually make back some of the money we put into the house instead of losing everything we've put into it. This isn't a "bad" ending to the story and we're excited to stay put a little longer. Really. But someday.....someday there will be a little farmhouse with our name on it, nestled in the hills with acres to explore. I guess it's just not today.

Do we regret listing our house? Absolutely not. I think dreams are always worth chasing, even if the ending doesn't quite work out like you had hoped. So much of life is about the path between the high points, and I'm glad we took this chance.

Plus? We can now have our entire house spotless in less than an hour. Skillz, baby. We've got 'em.


  1. I'm sorry. I know these decisions aren't easy, but like you stated in the beginning, you have to make the right decisions for your family right now. It took many years before I realized my dream, and waiting all those years made me appreciate the results so much more!

  2. I'm sorry friend. I'm one of those annoying people that believe things do happen for a reason. The reasons just aren't always clear.

    And I think it's because you are supposed to buy a farm house near Kim and I. But that's just me. I could be wrong...although that rarely happens. ;)

  3. I'm sorry for your loss.

    But a bit of hope, maybe? The house that is my dream house went on the market just after we bought our house. We were just starting out and poor (me on contract, Mike not working), so the thought of selling our recent purchase to have the other house? Not even close to feasible.

    Fast forward almost 3 years later...We're moving into that dream house this summer. It didn't sell in all that time, and we're in a much better place financially so that we can actually afford it.

    Enjoy your current house while you have it. :)

  4. oh cindy! my heart breaks for you! but if you ever have a large enough pang to explore acres with the dogs, we have 5-40ish acres an hour and a half away that come spring time, we hope to conquer. and we'd love company!

  5. I'm truly sorry, Cindy. You know that I know how you are feeling and totally feel tesry for you too. But this is not the end of this story. And I truly believe that something MORE perfect is in store for you. This is te door closing and that window will be opening. It maybe another door.

    When we were house shopping the first time, I fell really hard for a Craftsman and wanted it BAD. We lost the house in a blind bid by $500. I was devastated. Cries and cried. But then we found our first house. It was more perfect. That was our window.

    Hugs, friend.

  6. I'm so sorry Cindy! It can be so hard when things don't go according to plan! I hope that there are bigger and better things coming your way! :)

  7. such a beautiful description of that house it makes me sad too!! but everything happens for a reason! you will get your farmhouse someday!!

  8. SO sorry that the farm house dream didn't happen! I can only imagine how disappointing that was! I hope that when the time is right, something equally perfect will come along!

  9. Your farm house dream is identical to ours! Currently we have a house that we love on a lot that we hate, much too close to neighbors. Hope we both get our dream acres someday!

  10. I have a similar dream but it's to have a little cozy cabin out in the woods somewhere way up north. Far away from others - secluded and remote...that would be amazing!

    Good luck with your dream home - hope we can all make our dreams come true.

  11. =( I feel for you Cindy! That is such a hard decision. We've been "stuck" at our place too, and it's really hard when you have a dream that just can't be realized right away. Thinking of you- we need a girl date soon! =)

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