After Kim’s mention of the status with the (Former) One yesterday, we were touched by your kind words through email, Twitter and comments. Thank you all! We try not to dwell on what wasn’t meant to be around here, so all of your encouragement has re-fueled our house hunt fire and kept us moving forward to find the Real One.
While we were convinced The One really was the one, we’ve (slowly) come to terms with the fact that there is a different home out there for us. This was a complicated sale with a lot of factors beyond our control, and no matter how hard we tried, things got to a point where we simply weren’t comfortable moving forward. We learned a lesson and have fully, totally, 100 percent, moved on.
Goodbye, original woodwork. See ya later, light-filled second floor studio space.
Adios, century-old tile entryway. We didn’t like you anyway, yellow dining room. (We will, however, miss you, apron sink. We had big plans for you.)
The best part about the Chicago real estate market is that every home has a lot of siblings. If this wasn’t the house for us, we’ll find a sunny brick two-flat, tree-lined street-residing, two-car garage-having, original tile-sporting, hundred-twenty-year-old, beautiful, perfect, twin of a house somewhere else. We’re up to the challenge and are working with a great team that’ll make it happen.
For now, we’ll be humming this tune – but maybe without all the drama.