ahem… I have an announcement.

and its a doozie. 

No I’m  not pregnant.

Husband and I are (gasp) moving.

…pause for dramatic effect…

Yep. We are selling our house and moving to NYC.

I tricked you into thinking our trip was a vacation.  It was, kind of, but mostly it was to put the final seal on our plans to move there. 

This all started about a year ago.  Husband and I decided that we were kind of done with Houston.  So we started looking outside the city for a new place.  Austin, Conroe, Brenham, etc.  We looked and looked and every place came up short. 

Then Husband mentioned NYC.  And I thought he had gone crazy.  He made a good point though, NYC had everything we were looking for:  downsized living space (obvs), an abundance of public transport, young crowd, culture, history. 

So we researched and researched and finally visited. 

love. at. first. sight. 

So we came home, made the arrangements with Husbands job, and told our families. 

Honestly, I’m sad to let my house go.  I put a ton of work into this place.  But ya know what?  now that all the rooms are done.  I’m bored.  I have nothing to fix or decorate anymore.  The roomies are gone.  Husband travels all the time.  a 4 bedroom colonial is too big for me and two dogs.  I spend all my spare time cleaning and keeping up the yard.  I want to have more than that. 

I am looking forward to downsizing.  Living a simpler life.  with less stuff and more experiences. 

so if anyone is in the market for a 4 bed 2.5 bath colonial in Houston hit me up.  It will be on the market very soon.