Remember when I told you about my favorites of May? Well, I forgot to mention something.
That something being (no, not my inventive hair part but)…SELLING our house!!
Here we are, moments after signing the paperwork, with our realtor Dustin. My enthusiasm was a tad overwhelming for the poor guy but he was a good sport during the self timer pics and even mustered up a “Woohoo!” to humor me.
I’m not sure if it will be turned into a historic house (after all, this is the humble beginnings of thecandace.com) or if it’ll just be just someone’s home sweet home but regardless, we are now stripped of all home ownership. We are so totally house naked!
After almost a year of being on and off the market, this house selling roller coaster (specifically the ones where you get sick on afterward) has finally come to rest. Phew. One day, if you’re waiting in line somewhere and your phone is low on batteries so you can’t play Angry Birds and are looking for five minutes to kill, we’ll tell you the story of how it all unfolded. But, what you need to know for now is that we were right smack in the middle of making the most elaborate and aromatic Indian dish on the planet when the surprise showing ambushed us. As we rushed out in a frenzy, I had to laugh at the horror we were forced to leave behind….until I realized the horror we were forced to leave behind and then I cried. But, those people bought it anyway!
We have a few weeks to pack up our lives and find a new place. Hopefully our friends will think back fondly on all of the nice memories we created together because we’ve been banking those just in case we have to move into their basement. I’ll keep you posted.
We did take a self timer chest bump pic (which takes more coordination than I first anticipated) but it turned out slightly scandalous so I thought I’d spare you.