This post was originally written in May. I'm just now getting around to posting it.
In a few hours, the Cluttered House will no longer belong to the Cluttered Family. Escrow will close and a new family will move into our little home.
This is a very bittersweet moment for me.
As tiny and imperfect as she was, the Cluttered House was our first home. Diesel and I purchased her right before our wedding and moved in a month after our honeymoon. We bought her with such hope for our future. It is where we started our family. It is the home to which we brought our babies. It is where our babies said their first words, took their first steps, and so many other baby milestones.
I look around the now empty rooms and I feel a crushing sadness to know that the next time I walk out the front door-- the one whose squeak drove me crazy for years-- it will be the last time. I will miss her. I know we are going to a bigger, better home, but for now, I am sad to be leaving.
Good-bye Cluttered House. I hope your next family loves you the way we did.