Our Last Day

That’s it! The last day of February is also our last day in our cute little house. Oh man, I still can’t believe that this is happening. I loved every moment in this house since I moved from Germany to Maine on August 19th, 2011. I will miss the birds and squirrels that I trained to trust me by feeding them every morning on the porch. The neighborhood was great – quiet, but friendly people who never bothered us but were always there when we needed help (giving my car a jumpstart or shoveling it out of a snow bank, for example).

Andrew’s boys were 11 and 13 years old when we moved into this house and they stayed with us every weekend. It was pretty tight when there were five people in this little house, but it worked very well because everyone was very thoughtful.

I felt very safe in this house, probably because it was so small – it felt so cozy, but also because the neighborhood felt so safe. To my horror (I am a Berliner, after all), Andrew often didn’t even feel the need to lock doors or windows because there was just nothing bad happening in this town.

I will miss the peacefulness, but also the wealth of this town. Wealthy towns have the money to make everything look pretty. Our new house will be in an area that feels more industrial. Old paper mills, unemployment, and lower income groups have been shaping the atmosphere of the town we are moving to. That is the reason we are able to afford a house that is twice as big as our old house. The neighborhood and town are less attractive, which makes the houses more available there.

Andrew and I are very excited about living in a big, nice house that combines the charm and character of an old house (it is more than 100 years old) but has been totally updated. Friday, late afternoon, we will hopefully be able to start moving into our new house.

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