Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Mi Casa Su Casa: Sombreros Optional

So.

We bought a house.

In Utah.

Where we'll be living in a month.

(Pause for Lamaze breathing:  he he ho ho he he ho ho-lee-crap-I-live-in-Utah)

We were determined to stay within our budget, which meant that this was the best we could afford.


There's no denying the view is killer, but when we tried to put our satellite dish on the roof, the house first looked like a royal cousin...



 ...and then collapsed under the weight of sheer embarrassment.

So we told our realtor that we have four five kids and they have big shoes and stuff, so we might need to go a bit higher than our budget.

And immediately, we found this one that we really loved.



We were so excited!  It was perfect for us!  We made an offer on it and everything, and then at the last minute the seller disclosed that
  1. the house is in France,
  2. they -- the seller -- didn't actually own the house in the first place and as soon as the deal went through they were headed to prison for real estate fraud, and
  3. the property didn't allow dogs.
So it was back to the rental mini-van for one more sweep of the town.

And as we were looking for an address (901 Smusmunuh Street, which turned out - bizarrely - to be situated between 714 Smusmunuh Street and 865 Smusmunuh Street) we pulled into a cul-de-sac to turn around in one last attempt to crack the house-numbering code.

And lo!  There was our house!


 
It has a gigantic back yard - and by gigantic I mean "the fourteenth fairway" on accounta it's on a golf course.  Brett hasn't stopped grinning and making vroom vroom noises with his imaginary golf cart since our offer was accepted.

So, we hope to close mid-August, and pack and load some time after that.  Anyone wanting to help empty boxes can feel free to have their head examined.  If your doctor signs off on it, give me a buzz and we'll have ourselves a party! 

Just don't forget your party hat.  If you don't have one, no worries...


Once we unload the Christmas decorations, there will be enough hats for everyone!

29 comments:

Morgan said...

Oh my ... hope your can keep your sense of humor come mid-August ... when your life is boxed and on it's way out of town!

Kara Herron said...

I can't believe I actually google mapped that address to see if you will live anywhere near me. Yeah.

charrette said...

Hahaha. It looks like MY house. And could very well be in my neighborhood. But I'll be sure to consult a professional before I offer to help you unpack. I'm SO EXCITED you'll be nearby! Already making plans!

YYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Kristina P. said...

I hope you made sure there's a nice, comfortable tree outside your window, for when I Edward Cullen-style stalk you.

Patty Ann said...

It looks beautiful. I hope you love it and that you love your neighbors too!!

Hel said...

How exciting! I'm still in shock that you are going to actually live in Utah.

Are you moving just because Utahns are less sensitive to your colourful conversations? ;)

Momza said...

Congrats on finding your new digs.
After having also just moved in June, I am pretty sure my next move will be in a hearse. As I sit here on my bahooey typing, there are exactly 10 boxes in my study/loft awaiting unpacking. I have scheduled them for November of 2013. Pretty sure I need nothing from them before then.
And while a logical person would just toss this cr*p into a bin and call it good, I've just got to convince mi familia that it's all good.
IN short, toss whatever you don't wanna unpack. Your motto could be : What Happened in Vegas, Stays in Vegas. just a thought.

Garden of Egan said...

You ALMOST moved close enough.
Seriously, there's a house in my neighborhood.
I'm sure you would enjoy slumming here.

Excited for you, but YOUCH! Moving?

I'd rather have my tonsils out.

Good luck with all that.

Melanie Jacobson said...

1. Congratulations

2. You're housewarming party should include a mandatory fascinator dress code.

Pip said...

What a super blog...I just discovered it after starting a blog and having the happy misfortune to click the 'next blog' buttons despite my best intentions. Thank heavens for fumble fingers :-)

Personally, having no dogs, mind if I try for the one in France?

Jessica said...

Congrats on your new house. I hope to find one soon as well. And seeing that I actually live within spitting distance of that French house, I might check it out. Best of luck.

My boxes will take 3 months to show up here. I think that by then I will be thrilled to see boxes of my stuff. That is my suggestion to you...put them away until Halloween and then you'll be happy to unpack them. And the clothes that you've been living in for the past 3 months can be burned.

AS Amber said...

I still can't believe you're going to live up here. I'm so, so, so excited!!! I'll for sure be at the unpacking party.

I seriously can't wait.

Love you!!

Karen Peterson said...

Congratulations on the house. My condolences on the fact that it's in Utah.

Becky said...

I'm sad you're moving because I WAS working on becoming good enough blog-buddies that I could stop by your place on my semi-anual migration between Idaho and Arizona and use your potty. I have yet to find a decent potty stop in Las Vegas. Ferills. I hold my children off the seats in every place we've stopped. This works, except that I then have to shower and change clothes...
Ah well. I hope you survive Utah and that you didn't land in Utah County. Those people are just strange. Not in a good, Denae kinda way. More in an "oh, you're totally my bff! Have you heard of Amway? I can get you a killer deal on TP" kinda way. It's scary.

DeNae said...

Oh my goodness, so much slam-ination launched at harmless little Utah! I used to think Utahns were a different breed, and then 21 years ago I left Utah. And guess what? Utahns are a different breed. But so is everyone else, and if the worst that happens is people are 11% nicer than the national average or I start saying "Oh, my heck" and have to strangle myself with my own tongue then I supppose I can live with that!

Brittany said...

As long as you pack plenty of Diet Coke & curses, you will be just fine in Utah. If you are moving anywhere near Logan I will come help you unpack since I will be there. If not, well, you're out of luck. But, to be honest, I'm not a very good unpacker. It took me a year the last time I moved. Good Luck!

Becca said...

I'm not sure why I didn't say anything when I read this last night. Perhaps I'm stupid? It is a distinct possibility.

I am beyond delighted that you found a home. And that it's within 150 miles of my own. XOXO

JoeinVegas said...

Oh no, now I have to reorganize my blog links and move you out of the Las Vegas section. bummer

Debbie said...
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Debbie said...

Let me be the first to welcome you to Utah. I make the bestest cookies, which, of course, I'll drop off so you have some nourishment while you're unpacking! :o)

My word is blebr, which is what you're going to say every time you have to pick up another box!

Kazzy said...

Su casa es muy bonita!

Utah is a great place to live. We have been happy here. I am so excited for your family. Change can be such a great thing. :)

Lindzena said...

Congrats on the new place!! I must say, I live in Utah, and I love it, so I'm biased when I say that I think you will love it too. Here's hoping, anyway!!

tammy said...

I get the shakes when I think about moving back to UT, but yeah for being closer to family!

Steph @ Diapers and Divinity said...

I will come help you unpack. (Translation: I will bring you chocolate and Prozac and cheer you on.) No, seriously. I'll do whatever I can to help.
When I moved here I thought I would see more people more often. Turns out that's a fallacy. So we may actually see each other less than when I was in Minnesota and you were in Vegas. Let's try to break that trend. :)

Annette said...

When you're settled in (and by that I mean sleeping every night in the state, with or without boxes unpacked), we're totally having a girl's night out (or lunch out, whatever) to celebrate. Deal?

(WV seriously translates from Finnish as "summer road." Apt, I think.)

That Girl said...

Um, WOW! I disappear for a couple months, and you up and turn Utahn on me. My condolences and congrats.

(Just kidding. I love Utah.)

(Really.)

Lara said...

Congrats! Except I'm just sad that I'm missing all the fun by not being in Utah when you finally are. :) Your house looks beautiful, although I'm sure you mourn the French one there. Darn real estate scammers.

Donna said...

is there a post that explains why you are moving to Utah? I missed it..however, what a great house! Change is good, moving is sometimes a real blessing...unless you move all the hoarder evidence with you.

Laura said...

Congrats on the new house. Sorry it's in Utah...