It has been almost a year since we became sell-outs. Our 1965, 1,200 sq. ft., bi-level; nestled in the foothills of beautiful Boulder, CO was the first property Matt and I bought together. It was our first home complete with cherry trees in the front yard like we always talked about.
I loved that house and pictured our kids growing up and making memories there. And then we had that kid (G) and that vision quickly changed. My once, dream house, was now giving me (and our dog) anxiety. Both my husband and I worked from home and only one of us had an office (that was also a shared guest bedroom), we tip toed around at nap time (because old houses are LOUD and have no insulation and are OLD!) Our high energy dog was starting to exhibit some new, nervous habits, and let’s face it Boulder is not cheap and neither is a home that is approaching 50 years old (in need of a new roof, hot water heater, siding, washer/dryer etc.)
Also, with talks of possibly having another child (which came to fruition 10 months later) AND a half hearted, totally-in-the-dark, “Our neighbors house is on the market, you sure you don’t want to move?” comment and link to Realtor.com from our some of our closest friends (which will here on out be referred to as our CF (Colorado Family), since in a few weeks we will be Colorado orphans*), we headed for the ‘burbs, I couldn’t believe I finally agreed to do it. I have nothing against “the burbs,” I had a very nice and very safe childhood in the City of Tomorrow, Today! But I moved to Colorado 6 years ago with the sole intention of living in Boulder and no where else. How very close-minded of me.
Our current living situation could not be any more perfect. We have plenty of room in our new house, we live around the corner from our CF (LESS THAN 400 METERS! That is LESS THAN one lap around a track!) our new neighbors are SUPER awesome…like, let’s spend holidays together, awesome. However, there is one problem with the house. And this may have something to do with the fact that I was 7 months pregnant when we moved in, was put on bed rest shortly after, had said baby (B!), recovered from major surgery, and then trained for a half marathon shortly after that….I haven’t spent a lot of time decorating and our house is desperately lacking decor….we have made our old furniture work and bought new living room furniture…but a lot of rooms are half filled with furniture and most walls are missing decor/pictures/art/ANYTHING! And my OCD-ness does not like this one bit.
“WHAT THE HELL? WHO CARES about your empty, non-decorated house? What does this have to do with PINTEREST?!?!” You ask?
Well, we have some fun nooks and crannies in this new house you see. One area in particular is by our guest bedroom and from day one I have been eyeing it for an aquarium. But ooooh, aquariums are like taking care of another child (at least, the size of aquarium I have in mind for this little nook) and let’s be honest, I have reached my Kelly-max for kids (2! Just 2! Two hands, two kids, cut off, no more!)
The first day that I really sat down and started exploring Pinterest, I came across tension rod forts. And as I go back to look for the pin, I apparently didn’t even pin it. But I know I immediately clicked on it, READ THE INSTRUCTIONS! and then went to Amazon to by some tension rods. Here’s a tip for ya. If you are buying tension rods from Amazon.com, they probably come in two packs….I learned this the hard way (we now have Fort Bragg sprouting up around our house.) I also “just happened” to have an extra set of black-out curtains that I also ordered from Amazon (whoops! That’s what you get for Amazon-ing at 4am!) and in less time that it took G to realize I was gone, we had this:
and then shortly thereafter, filled with important boy things:
We have also had forts in G’s room and our room and our laundry room has a PERFECT spot for one (but I just redecorated and want it to stay classy. Yes, I have a classy laundry room.) We, not just G, but the entire family, including Huli (our dog) play in the fort every night before bed. It’s almost part of our bedtime ritual now and has offered hours of fun and I’m sure will offer hours more. And I love watching G’s imagination take off, coming up with whatever crazy scenario his little mind dreams up (and they are crazy!) I can’t wait until B is old enough and they can play in there together. I knew this house would offer us more room that we desperately needed with our growing family, but I had no idea when we bought it how many fun adventures were waiting inside for us.
Raising a child in Boulder has so many perks, the schools, hiking trails and parks, Pearl Street, CU…there is always something going on in Boulder, it’s a great town and I still love visiting. I was so, so sad to move away. I thought I would miss it desperately.
But something strange happened when we “sold out.” We became a happier family. And I realized that just because Boulder may be really “cool”, it may not be the perfect place for us right now. We never had any sort of relationship with our neighbors and our lives are so much richer with the people that now surround us. We may not be in walking distance to the adventures that await us in the mountains of Boulder, but we now create our own adventures right here in the comfort of our house in the ‘burbs.
How about you? Have you ever “sold out” and do you regret it or are you glad you did it?
*Matt’s parents are currently residents of Colorado, but will be leaving us in less than a month for sunny AZ, thus, leaving us as Colorado Orphans.