Two years ago we made the decision to trade in our cozy (tiny) beloved first home for a much larger one with greater potential and room to grow into. Despite the struggling housing market, we sold our home in under a month and thus began the grueling hunt for a new place to call home. Long story short, we quickly grew desperate and started viewing anything and everything that might possibly fit even a small percentage of our ever-dwindling criteria. And then along came this gem:
Fast forward to two weeks post-move in and our realization that WE HAD BEEN DUPED! We had bought a LEMMMONNNN!!!! Non-functional windows, cave-like darkness, water issues, more water issues, a non-working fireplace, a forest of a yard…..oh, and the fact that it hadn’t been touched since 1965!!
Oh, beloved house, why did we abandon you?????
Fast forward once more to today: soooooo much has changed in just over a year! We have cleared the forest, poured a patio, laid down sod, gotten new windows, put in new floors, painted the woodwork, knocked out cabinets, gotten new counter tops, added patio doors, replaced the appliances, re-sided and re-roofed the house! I couldn’t ask for more.
And yet….I do. I still get house envy. I still have days where I wake up and miss my beloved first house and wonder why we bought this one and not another one that was nicer and newer and not such a money pit.
And then, if I’m lucky, I have moments like I had recently…when I look around and realize it’s not about whose house is biggest or newest or nicest…it’s about making the most of the space you call home and filling it with people and things that make you happy…like the little lemon tree that sits on my kitchen windowsill. The one that my husband harassed me about endlessly when I brought it home from a garage sale.
Whenever I see it, I smile. I love everything about it. And I am reminded that, although my house may be a lemon, lemons can really be quite pretty.
Before & After: