In April my fiancé and I bought a home. The housing market has been fairly scarce here in Indiana. I feel like anytime we would find a home online that we liked it was pending before we even had the chance to finish texting our relator about taking a look at it.
Our realtor contacted us with a home in mind that he knew was going on the market. He told us it was what we were looking for, that it wouldn’t last long and could go for well above asking price. We set an appointment to look at the house first thing the morning it went on the market. Sean and I both left work to take a peek at our future home.
I instantly fell in love.
Sean on the other hand was a bit hesitant considering the price was just a tad over what we planned on spending. It was exactly what I had in mind for the two of us and our one day growing family. The split floor plan and the large master bathroom were just the first things I fell in love with. Later came my love for the fenced in backyard (total plus for Wesson) and the door to the patio from our master bedroom. It didn’t take Sean long to realize that spending the extra bit was worth it with all the appliances included, the fenced in yard, and new flooring. A plus for the both of us was it being located on our ideal side of town.
We placed our offer that day, said our prayers, and left it in God’s hands. If it was meant to be our home, we had faith that it would be. The weekend seemed to last forever but late Saturday night we had news that they had accepted our offer. We were overjoyed to be taking on this adventure (and responsibility) together. We even celebrated the best way we know how, with a pitcher of margaritas! I know one hundred percent there is no one else I would rather bicker about living room arrangements or stress over bills with.
Slowly but surely our house is becoming a home. Thanks to my mama and her keen eye for decorating and generous heart we have a living room full of furniture. We have freshly painted walls, a newly painted bright door, and our own place to entertain. We’ve got plenty of home owner things to do like unpack those straggling boxes, pull weeds, and keep up on the lawn.
The hard part about having this home is that although it will be my home it isn’t quite yet. Come September when I take Richards as my last name I will go to this house and it will officially be my home. Until then, I spend time there, I decorate, I cook meals, I entertain, and then I leave with a longing to return.
Sean and I decided that we wouldn’t live together prior to marriage. This was a decision made early on when discussing how we wanted to prepare ourselves for marriage. This may not be the way for everyone to prepare themselves but, it did feel like the right choice for us. The support of both our friends and family has helped hold us accountable.
It’s been anything but easy and often very difficult. Many nights I leave with tears knowing that this home I’m caring for is not the place I lay my head to rest each night. I won’t lead you to believe I haven’t stayed the night, guys I’m human. There have been circumstances where I’ve stayed the night, although I do my best to keep it to a minimum and save living together for when we are husband and wife.
We have jokingly said we are going to home-moon for our honeymoon, but we are planning on doing just that. We would love to go on a vacation and later we will, but we are both eager to spend days alone in our home together. In 11 short weeks we will have put behind us the shared custody of Wesson ( when he has sleepovers with his dad) and the days where I make the dreaded walk to my car and where Sean watches me pull out of the driveway. I know it’s just as hard for him as it is for me. I often get frustrated when I know he gets to call the house his home and I have to plan my visits. I get through my frustration by reminding myself how very blessed we are to have this home to grow in after we become one.
But for now I will keep cleaning, keep decorating, and keep making this house our home.
By wisdom a house is built, and through understanding it is established. Proverbs 24:3 NIV