Wednesday, Mar 23
A month ago I was a crazy woman, getting our house picture perfect, ready for its close-up. I was burning the candle at both ends, cleaning, taking trips to Goodwill to donate stuff, sending loads of extra boxes of things we won’t need until after we sell the house to the storage unit. I enjoyed the challenge, really, trying to do everything in my power to get this house sold as quickly as possible, and leaving the rest up to Divine Providence, looking to St. Joseph at every twist and turn in the road.
The hard work and stress was worth it because our home was under contract in seven days. The inspection went well, the buyers asked us to only have a few things repaired, and we were on our way to the next step: fly out to Indy to find a home for our family!
This part of the process began last summer. In July, we went on a ten day trip to New Jersey, Ohio, and Indiana, back to Ohio, and home to Virginia. While in Indy, we met with a Real Estate agent who took us all over the place to look at properties. At the time we didn’t know much about the area at all, so this was a preliminary search. What are houses and properties in the area like? What sort of home can we get for our money? Do we want to live in a neighborhood or should we buy some land so we can have some chickens and keep bees? It was an interesting experience and we walked away with so very many ideas in our heads. There was a ton to think about on the nine hour drive home.
Then in October, The Hubs and I flew out to Indy without the children. We stayed at the cutest little B&B in the Arts and Design District in Carmel (we hadn’t been away without the children in four years), went out for a delicious dinner in the city on Saturday night, and just really enjoyed being taken care of by our hosts at the B&B. But let me tell you, we worked hard too. After a late arrival Thursday night, we got up Friday morning in time to attend morning mass at one of parishes we were considering. Right after Mass we toured the school. This was followed by another school tour, a break for lunch, then two more tours, all before 3pm. That evening we attended the local catholic high school football game with some friends who also recently relocated to the area. Saturday morning we woke up and attended daily Mass at one of the parishes we were considering followed by a morning of looking at houses. We had lunch with our agent and then hit the pavement again to look at more houses. Sunday morning we attended Mass at yet another parish and drove to the airport to head home to our little ones. We had gorgeous weather on this trip, and were pleasantly surprised at what a quick and easy flight it is. One hour and twenty minutes and you’re on the ground at the Indianapolis International Airport! Which, in my humble opinion, is the easiest airport to get in and out of. Think OPPOSITE OF DULLES. Yeah.
We came home with a better idea of what area we liked, what parishes felt right, and what schools we could see our children in. We fell in love with a house that was in the worst possible location and didn’t really love any of the other houses we looked at.
With a two week Christmas Break, we thought we should head back out to Indy with the kids to include them in the process of looking for a neighborhood and home. We narrowed our search down to about a ten mile radius and were zoned in on two parish schools. I felt more drawn to one, and The Hubs to the other. We looked at six houses with the children and they did much better than I ever could have expected. We took them to The Children’s Museum (that place is unreal!) on New Year’s Day and just did our level best to make the trip fun for them. I think we succeeded. Sadly, the one house that we really thought was a viable option sold very quickly, so it was back to the drawing board. By the end of the trip we felt fairly certain that it was down to one parish and one school, and that we would really love to be within walking distance of the church/school.
The day we got back from Indy in January, we started packing. We had already put away all the Christmas decorations and had moved them to the storage unit. We had also taken every.single.picture, crucifix, and photograph off every.single.wall on the first and second floors. While we were in Indy, a friend’s painting crews (he runs a subcontracting business) came in and painted the ceilings and got started on filling the holes on the walls (think Swiss cheese) and painting them a neutral color. When we pulled into the driveway after ten hours of driving, they were still working. The truth is, they were only a third of the way finished with the job and would be coming back to work for another week and a half. At this point we were resolute: If we can’t sell this house, we aren’t going anywhere, so let’s focus on getting everything necessary looking as good as possible. Let’s price it right, time it right, and get it sold. Then we can move on to seeing what we can find in Indy.
Well, we showed the house about 12 times, and had one open house the Sunday after it went on the market. Our agent said that she saw 20-25 groups of people come through in a three hour period! The weather was perfect and there wasn’t much on the market, so we really hit the mark. The buyers came back on Tuesday and made their offer. We came to an agreement and started making plans to get out to Indy to find ourselves a new home!
It’s been an exhausting few months, no doubt about it. But I really have enjoyed the process a lot so far. Truly! I have never gone through this process before, so it’s all new to me and I like it! I’m using parts of my brain that I haven’t used in a long time and that’s always a good thing, right? The selling and buying portion isn’t really what I’m thinking about right now, given that everything is working out so seamlessly.
What I’m thinking about now is how I feel. I’m wondering how my children are feeling. I’m worrying about their big hearts and their deep thoughts. I’m also thinking about my friends. I wondering how they’re processing all of this. I worrying about them and hoping they know how grateful I am for their friendship.
Say what you will about how it will all turn out. I get it. I do. I can’t even allow myself to get that far ahead yet. I have hope and I have the knowledge from experience that, in time, all will be well. Right now though, I just want to be present to the people I love and show them in as many ways I can how much I care about them. I want to stay in the moment and not dwell on what’s to come so that when the future gets here, I won’t look back with regret.
More thoughts on the move to come. Next up: Why Indiana?!
Thanks for joining me on this journey!
A big, big THANK YOU! to the Abdalla, Smith, and Kauffeld Families for allowing us to stay with them on our various trips to Indiana. We are so grateful to you for your hospitality and friendship!