Yesterday Alex and I closed on our first home. We are both in quite a daze, but also very excited. I have not officially had a home to call my own since I was 18 and was preparing to leave for college. Since then I have bounced around from dorm rooms to part time stays in Atlanta, Indiana, Virginia, New York, and Maine. In each of those places I made a huge effort to create a domestic environment around me, but it always lacked a certain something- permanence. I am proud to say that after years of moving around- that I have found a home in Maine with with my almost husband (10 days!).
This is a huge step for Alex as well. He has lived in his same apartment for the last 11 years. At one point he even worked at a newspaper located directly under his apartment. It is now a sandwich shop and there are kids drinking soda where he once wrote under deadline.
We’ve looked for about a year and a half now and I was starting to give up hope that “our house” was out there. We came close to perfect with one a few months ago only to discover it was under contract and hadn’t had the status changed. That was heartbreaking until we found this home. Nothing had even come close to this home and it has all the features we wanted. He wanted a man cave, I wanted him to have a man cave, I wanted a 2 car garage- saves on scrape down time in the morning- December to April ;), we both wanted offices, a place for his comic collection and a place for my photo studio (www.lola-studios.com, more on that later).
So here we are during the first moments of realizing ownership.
We camped out there for our first night!