He Loves my House

Yesterday Andre met with the new purchaser of our house in Canada and I am thrilled to say, he loved my house.

That may not mean as much to some people as it means to me, so let me explain why it is so wonderfully exciting to me that we have sold our house to someone who loves it as much as we do.

We purchased three years ago, this 130 year old house in a small town. It was one of the original houses of the town and it was in horrible shape. The people who owned it last for almost 40 years, did no upkeep on the house but they did add an addition to help store all their stuff. They were huge collectors of "stuff". They had so much of it that there were pathways to get around the house and their stuff was their insulation. It was horrible on the inside and ugly ugly on the outside.

We gutted the house taking it to the studs. We rebuilt walls and floor joists. We rewired, replumbed, insulated and redesigned the layout. We made a huge master suite with an ensuite that was 12x12'. It was huge.

We made all the closets with lighting that turned on automatically when you opened the doors. The master bedroom had his and hers closets each with double doors.

We made a pantry that could walk in and out of, but it only had narrow shelves for one row of items. That way everything was easily on display and found. It had a pegboard that held all my kitchen tools, so I didn't have to dig in a drawer to find what I wanted. I loved my pantry.

We changed all the windows and doors and put in huge bright windows and doors. We were a bit of a fish bowl but the light that streamed into the house was so wonderful and lifted your heart even in the dreariest of days that we didn't care. The front doors were double doors with full bevelled glass inserts. It was so elegant and it made coloured light sparkle around the entry when the sun hit it.

My kitchen counter was my pride and joy. I went to the nearby beach and after playing in the water with friends and family (I had to go more than once) I pulled out buckets and buckets of small pebbles. We built a custom island with the rocks on the top and 2 part epoxy to hold it together. It was not only beautiful but easy to clean and impenetrable. You could put hot pots on it, chop on it and nothing would damage it. I wanted to make an outside table like that for the deck after we built that, but I guess that is not going to happen.

We had only 1 room left to finish but had all the materials ready to go. The new owner asked for our plans on how we were going to lay it out and I think he is going to use those plans or pretty close to it.

I know I would have been happy just to sell the house so we could be a family together again. But I am so thrilled that he loves all the special touches that we put our heart and soul into. Someone else can finish our dream and we will finish my parents.

How life works!!