Hard to believe that 17 years ago today, we moved into our house.
Given all that has happened in Greenwich, CT, home sales since, it is also laughable we just managed to afford it thanks to a special loan for first-time home buyers and the fact that this was considered an “affordable” area of town.
It didn’t hurt that the house had languished on the market for awhile. Its spiral staircase was not a selling point for most young families, save ours.
In the years since, we’ve watched homes in the neighborhood razed and replaced with bigger, more upscale houses. Selling prices are more than double what we paid for our cozy little Cape.
In bed last night, Basil and I remembered some of the crazy times this house has seen since our arrival before the ink dried on the deed:
- The removal of the rusted oil tank just days before we signed the papers.
- Catherine’s stamp of approval on the place and how it was almost more important than my Dad’s inspection of the plumbing and wiring.
- The ridiculous landscaping tasks we undertook in those early days — ripping out what seemed like miles of pachysandra and replacing it with grass; Basil manhandling a crappy half-dead bush by the front door, ripping the thing out by its roots; moving an old wood-basket planter by the front door that disintegrated in our hands.
The former owners had left us an old lawn mower and vacuum. We joked for ages that we’d bought them and the house came for free.
Over the years, we’ve repaired the roof; replaced the garage door, windows, appliances (twice); updated the downstairs bathroom; and helped Catherine create pink and then purple palaces for her bedroom.
- We’ve hosted barbecues …
…and family gatherings.
- Celebrated 17 Christmases
- Weathered blizzards …
… and a crazy hurricane.
- Cleaned up after an overflowing dishwasher, snow melting through the kitchen ceiling and stopped-up toilets.
- Cooked who knows how many meals.
- Raked, shoveled, mowed, clipped and seeded the yard again and again.
Anyone who visits can see the house needs a quite a bit of TLC. It’s not the most stylish abode and to be frank, a coat or two of paint and some new carpeting and furniture would go a long way.
Still, there’s no place we’d rather be.