Well, a lot has been going on personally for us this past year. Things beyond the stress of renovating and selling a house. Things beyond buying a lot and designing a house. Things that make you rethink everything.
Let me preface with this: Marc and I have a very clear vision for how we want to live our lives. We want to have time to spend with our kids, we want to travel frequently, we want to be live in a kick-ass house, we want to design things, and we don't want to worry about money.
Slowly, we started to realize that this might not happen with the house at 106. We never talked about it, but it was the common backdrop to many discussions. Asheville is a very expensive place to build. We were cutting things out of the new house left and right. We were likely going to end up with a house that was just ok, and still not have money to travel. Bah. We started dragging our feet in finishing the drawings, as you may have noticed.
Fact is, we would have been fine. The house would have been fine. Our lives would have been fine.
But if you know me, fine is not my thing.
|Our last lunch at Detroit's Lafayette.|
We've mentioned moving before. We looked, we researched, and we just could not decide. So we bought the lot and started designing a house. Then some family things happened that turned us upside down. About a month ago, we were driving from Detroit halfway to my parents' house for a hand off of sorts. Marc was riding next to me half sleeping, half gazing out into what is the frozen flat tundra of Northwestern Ohio in the winter and I remember thinking, If I say this, I won't ever be able to take it back. But it still just felt right, so I said it.
"If you want to move to Detroit, I'd be open to it."Marc turned to me with a look that I'll always interpret as I'm-so-glad-I-married-you, and said only: ok. We hemmed and hawed over it for a couple of weeks when we got back to Asheville, but that initial look had already pretty much sealed the deal. We were moving to Detroit.
See the thing is, sometimes it takes losing family to make you realize how much you need your family. You can't get that person back, but you sure can hold the rest of them closer.
Plus, to be selfish, it's really hard to have two kids, two jobs, and not live near family. The life goal of spending a lot of time with our kids? Have that. The life goal of traveling? Nope. The life goal of living in an amazing house? Not likely. Job Security? Sorta. Minimal money worries? I wish.
So in 3 months we will start a new adventure a little more north.
I'm no stranger to moving. I've lived in 8 different cities and 18 different "places" since I was 16. But it will be hard to leave Asheville. Out of all those moves, I've lived here the longest by far. We have amazing friends and have done some fun work here. I've felt constantly nauseous since we started telling people, but just felt like if we were ever going to make this move, we should do it now.
To get to the nitty gritty: we will be selling the lot. Interested? Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
OR check it out here. http://asheville.craigslist.org/reo/4347673691.html
We are looking at the Ferndale, Royal Oak, Berkely areas, but are open to others. We will either buy a lot and build, buy a house and gut reno, or buy a weird building and gut reno.
I'll blog about it if y'all are interested.
Live in Detroit or have advice? I'd love to hear from you in the comments.
Excited? Shocked? Sad? Let me know. Maybe it will help with my nausea.