What a difference a day makes!
This has been such a roller-coaster, with giddying heights, stomach-churning drops, and twists and turns galore. Frankly it's been hell, but now - I think - the end may actually be in sight. Almost. Maybe?
So, River House will not be ours. Soon our house won't be ours, either, it will belong to the new family. But (we hope!) this house will be:
all photos mine (and the Realtor's)
The house was built in 1965, has had one owner, and lots of updates. It's on 7 acres, mostly wooded, with a creek. 3 bedrooms (a craft room/office, AND a proper guest room!!), 2 baths, 2 fireplaces, one with a wood stove insert. Beautiful hardwood floors, tile in the kitchen. It's almost 1000 sq ft larger than River House, and nearly 1/2 hour closer to the city we're moving away from, but where we'll still work, play, shop, and have friends and family.
That kitchen? HUGE!
That fireplace? Needs a makeover!
This furniture and decor? Not ours, thank God! (Well, there are a few pieces I'd say yes to...)
And River House, that quiet, solid, still house waiting on the hill, looking over the Blue River? No matter how we loved it - and love it now - it was not meant to be ours. So we've moved on. And truthfully? I think we'll be happier here:
This bears repeating:
but then, if one scheme of happiness fails, human nature turns to another;
if the first calculation is wrong, we make a second better:
we find comfort somewhere." ~ Jane Austen
Amen, Jane. Amen.