We sold our house in Georgia today. After months and months of worrying about the poor real estate market and coming oh-so-close to selling several times, the papers were signed this morning and we are no longer homeowners. We can breathe a bit easier and cross one big item off our to-do list.
Here's a picture of the inside while it was on the market. The downstairs was "staged" and looked much more elegant than it ever did while we were living there.I don't think it will really hit that we don't have our house anymore until our next trip home when we see another family living there. We lived there for over 10 years and have so many great memories. But we were starting to feel like we were outgrowing the house. There was no basement, little storage and Emilie and Rebecca had to share a tiny room. We loved our neighbors, the subdivision and the area so much, though. The thought that we may have moved within the area if we had stayed in Georgia has made letting go of the house a bit easier.
In even bigger news, our good friends Jim and Valerie and their 4 kids arrived today for a 5-day visit. Jim and Valerie had lived in Germany for 3 years when they were first married and so had planned a visit back to visit old friends and show their kids where Mom and Dad used to live. Oh, yeah, and show them incredible historical sites and beautiful castles and expose them to a different culture.
It means so much to us to have visitors from home. It's reconnecting with people we miss, the assurance that America still exists across the ocean and that one day we'll move back. And the kids are excited to show their friends their new home.
In preparation, rooms have been tidied, floors swept and a trip to the American Commissary to stock up on American snacks was in order. This was my second trip there and I was sure to stock up on those things I haven't been able to find elsewhere: lemonade mix, doubling-acting baking powder, soups for recipes, chocolate chips, Fruit Roll-Ups, Swiss Rolls, Goldfish, macaroni and cheese (the good Kraft kind), peanut butter (the good Jif kind), etc.
A few nights ago, David and I opened cans of the much-missed Fresca I purchased there, but we were both surprised when we found it so....so....so much! Just so sweet, overly flavorful.
We've gotten used to drinking room-temperature unflavored fizzy mineral water everyday like a typical German and buy it by the crate, just like a typical German. At this moment, there are four crates of mineral water in our basement. We experimented a bit and found that mixing Fresca half and half with mineral water made for a perfect, refreshing drink.
















