Okay,
I managed to fit two of suggested topics for July into this blog. I’m going to mention freedom
first. Retirement means freedom. Hubs and I did without a lot of things during
our working lives to make sure we had enough money for retirement. Three
permanent layoffs just about depleted our savings each time. It was fortuitous
that we were able to recover. Sort of. Thank goodness for pensions and 401k’s
and a financial planner who worked miracles during the recession.
When
we had to move from West Michigan to Chicago for Hubs’ job, I made him promise
we would retire back there. Since he likes the area, too, he agreed. Another job
took us to mid-Michigan—close but no cigar. Then our grandchildren arrived.
Good news/bad news. They lived in Indianapolis. Nothing was keeping us in
Michigan. It wasn’t the Lake Michigan shoreline, but grandchildren mean more than location. So
I started looking online at houses. Hubs was not as eager to uproot.
Then
Fortune shined on us. The grandchildren (their parents, too) moved to West
Michigan. Wow. My dream come true. Hubs kept thinking about all we had to do to
make our current home saleable. Optimistic me started looking for houses online
again. Ultimately—after many 200-mile trips for dance recitals, Christmas
Pageants, babysitting, etc.—he came around. A year ago, we started looking at
houses with a realtor. Okay, I thought, we can be picky this time—not try to find
a house over a weekend, as had been my previous modus operandi. We took our
time. And maybe we were being too picky. If you’ve ever watched House Hunters
on HGTV, you know there are always compromises whether finding an existing
house or building a new one.
After
ten months of looking at houses where we would have to make changes, remodels,
all the stuff we’d done six times before, we decided to build. Everybody
has heard horror stories of construction nightmares. We mentioned to the banker
an oft-repeated saying of adding 20% to the cost of construction. She looked
surprised. Not Mike, she said. That was a nice surprise. When she asked our
projected move-in date, we repeated the builder’s estimate of six months from
ground-breaking. When she shook her head, we figured she’d say good luck with
that. Instead, she said he always finishes sooner. Plan on five months. Yeah
right, we thought.
Right
now we are three months from ground-breaking and the builder is telling us we
could be in at the beginning of September. The rooms have drywall up, the
furnace and all the electrical are in. Not all the plumbing, but the tub and shower are in. As is the
driveway and garage floor. Tomorrow we pick out paint colors, carpet, kitchen counters
and backsplash. While the siding isn’t on yet, we've been told that’s a one-day job. I’m totally amazed at how much is done each week when we drive
over to check. Hubs takes his measuring tape each visit to check measurements against the plans. One day, he took the
3-year-old grandson to hold his tape. The kid was thrilled to help Papa.
Granddaughter, who had been miffed at missing out, was mollified last Thursday
to be the first one in the house.
While
I’m excited at moving in early, I’m not thrilled about packing up a house where
we’ve lived over thirteen years—our longest. Deciding what goes with us and
what to discard gives me nightmares. Almost. What I keep in the forefront of my
mind is that in, maybe, two months we’ll be close to our family.
Through
a fortuitous event, son-in-law’s new position brought the family to West
Michigan where we wanted to retire. How fortunate for us that we have the freedom
to do so.
Diane
Burton
14 comments:
Well, now you're at the fun part! (The part where you get to pick out colors, etc.) Enjoy! I'm so glad the pieces of your puzzle are starting to fall into perfect place!
Sounds like fortuitous freedom is something you and Hubs deserve. I'll miss our monthly drives, but best of luck!
Sounds like you found an excellent contractor. My husband is one, so I appreciate the breed! Best of luck with the sorting and packing. After 16 years in the house we built, I know the amount of crap that accumulates in that amount of time!
Wow! I'm impressed and hope everything continues at this pace. How nice to plan on settling in before the holidays.
I think it is wonderful that everything has worked out that you can be back home and have your family there, too. All the best with your upcoming move! Though packing and unpacking are never fun, I'm sure it will be worth it once you're settled in. :-)
It's an exciting time, Diane. I know, because I'm in almost exactly the same situation. When I retired at the end of December, my husband and I sold our house and half of our belongings after 23 years in Minnesota and moved to the Central Coast area of California. We didn't find a suitable house either, so we're doing a massive remodel--everything but the studs. We're not quite as far along as you, but it's coming.
Leah, yes, the exciting part. Hubs looks at everything underneath and inside while I look at function and style--not that I'm any kind of designer. I know what looks right.
Margo, I'll miss the rides, too, but I'll still see you at the meetings.
Jannine, we sure are lucky with our builder. He has good people working for him who are willing to answer our questions.
Jessica, it will be so good to be settled.
Barbara, I'm still amazed at how fast things are progressing.
Allison, what a change for you! I hope your remodel goes quickly & well.
Very exciting times! I understand how hard it is to leave your other home, though. Thanks for sharing your 'journey' - Wishing you the best!
Thanks, Alicia.
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