It was on the market for about 3 weeks and we had showings practically everyday and sometimes multiple showings on the same day - we received 3 offers. The first was definitely a no-go. They were investors looking for a steal - and our house wasn't it. We went in with the attitude of, "if it works out great, if not, then it wasn't meant to be". We knew our bottom line price that we couldn't go below - we were not willing to pay money to get out of our house...so that particular offer didn't pan out. We got another offer a few weeks later - better than the first, but we definitely weren't jumping up and down for joy about it. We negotiated back and forth for a few days and finally unofficially agreed on a price....we then waited and waited and waited some more for them to send over their signed offer. Well in that time another family came through and fell in love and made an official offer - above asking! Of course we jumped on it - the other people were dragging their feet and we had a great offer that actually afforded us to get a little money to put towards the renovations that our new house needed. So our closings were 3 weeks away. We closed on our old house on May 24th and closed on our new house May 25th. Those were a few very stressful days - closings NEVER go smoothly and I was so terrified of something last minute coming up. A few things popped up, but luckily they were easy to resolve and both closings went through with no problems.
Then the real work began....the house we bought needed some work - it had been vacant since August and before that had been occupied by renters. We had a week from the time we closed on it until we had to be out of the other house. So we had our work cut out for us. We hired a painting company to paint the entire house inside and out. We also had to re-do all the first floor baseboards as they were pretty rough looking from when the other owner decided to lay tile all on the first floor. Andy did this job all by himself - and it was definitely a job! We would go over first thing in the morning and be working all day until late at night to get it done in time for when the painters would be working down there.
We moved on Memorial Day Weekend and our actual moving day was uneventful - well as much as a moving day could be. I think I totally underestimated how much went into moving - I guess I had forgotten since the last time was over 7 years ago - we have definitely accumulated A LOT of stuff with 3 kids! Plus I figured since it was such a short distance move (only 2 houses down) it would be no big deal. But it was still way more work than I thought. We love our neighbors and our cul de sac street and just the area in general - this was a huge factor for deciding to buy another house right here. We had several neighbors and friends come help us move our stuff. We initially were just loading up the pickup trucks and doing loads that way, but soon realized we needed more. One of our neighbors is in construction and has a flatbed trailer he uses for work, so we were able to use that and things moved a lot faster. In the pic below you can see how close our move was....Andy's loaded down truck is in our old driveway and the driveway with the white painter's van is our new one...lol! One house in between us!
The first week in our new house was very hectic. The painters were there all week so we really couldn't start organizing things and get settled in. Plus having 2 small kids in the house with the paint fumes and wet paint wasn't the ideal thing. So we were able to get out and play with friends during the day. It definitely helped my sanity to get out of our mess for a few hours each day.
This week we are more or less settled in.....there are only a couple more boxes left to unpack and put away, but for the most part...we are done. Just need to do finishing touches - put up pics and stuff like that. We also still have some more light fixtures and ceiling fans to replace. The outside still needs some work too.....
We started off this week on a scary note. Cannon had a fever all day Sunday....it was a little higher than I liked and I was constantly checking on him all day - it was hovering between 102-103 degrees.....but by the afternoon, Tylenol wasn't helping to bring it down. I took his temp late that afternoon and it was up to 104 and I decided to take him on into the urgent care pediatric clinic before they closed. Well we got there about 10 mins before they closed and I told them that I had just taken his temp within the last 30 mins and it was 104. The receptionist was concerned so she went and got the thermometer herself and took his temp and it came back at 106.2!!! I just about flipped when I saw it and she took off running (literally)to find the Dr. They rushed us back to the room and were asking me a zillion questions about how long has the fever been going on, any seizures, what has he been taking, etc. while at the same time stripping him down as fast as they could. They grabbed a bunch of towels and soaked them in cool water and started wrapping him up trying to get his body temp down. I was trying everything not to lose it - I was scared to death - especially since they seemed pretty scared themselves. They gave him a dose of motrin right away and then another dose of Tylenol about 30 mins later. Here is a pic of him wrapped up in towels...poor little guy was NOT happy and felt miserable!
They ran several tests (2 seperate blood tests - finger prick and a regular blood draw from a vein which took 2 atttempts...and a urine test - tried 2 times unsuccessfully with a catheter and 2 times with a bag) and all came back normal - the only thing was his blood count was really low which she said meant it was something viral. I was a mess by this point - anyone that knows me knows how much I hate needles/blood and just hearing his screaming and knowing there was nothing I could do to help was just torture. His temp finally came down and by the time we left 2.5 hours later it was down to around 101-102 degrees. Needless to say it was a long night - had to set my alarm to give him more meds so his fever didn't spike again. The next couple of days were long...but luckily the fever was controlled by the meds so it didn't get out of hand again.
This is the following day.....still feeling pretty lousy :(
And the next day he was definitely on the mend....still had a fever - but definitely lower. He was becoming more playful and loved wearing Brookie's headband....lol! I bet it felt good to have all that crazy curly hair off his face - ha!
And now he is just his normal, looking for all sorts of trouble self - which we couldn't be happier about! :)
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