No, I'm not pregnant.
But if I was, the baby would not be born in Northampton. Because we are moving! To Burlington, VT.
For those of you who are not familiar with this little city, you're out of luck, because I've only been there once. But once was enough to know it felt right. Allow me to illuminate:
The first thing that struck me about Burlington, is how truly beautiful it is. The city sits on a bay on the blue and inviting Lake Champlain. Across the lake you see the Adirondack mountains of New York. It was like being in Switzerland (where I have never been, so I'm not really sure about that).
As we explored I felt comfortable and at ease. Though it has the size of a city, the feel is more aligned to small town Main Street. Only it's not called Main Street, it's Church Street. And Church Street was all part of the seduction. One would think I would have been more cautious with my emotions. But any place with a 4 block pedestrian outdoor shop/restaurant/bar thoroughfare and dogs on every corner, can have it's way with me.
It is a whirlwind in my brain. I am excited, but also terrified. I can feel this will be good for us. But there is just so much to be done. Where will we live? Where will I work? What about all our crap?
What about the house?
As you know, we just completed a pretty major renovation of our home, so it makes absolutely no sense to sell it. So we have to rent it. To strangers. Who may or may not know that there is a no chocolate pudding rule in all areas with the new white Berber carpet. Who may use candles irresponsibly.
Who may think the Clematis(isn't it gorgeous) is a weed and yank it out of the ground. Who may not love our little house like we do.
We have inhaled plaster and lathe and blown black snot for the betterment of our home. It has kept us safe and warm and now we must leave it behind. I take some comfort knowing that it will still be ours, even if people who don't quite appreciate it the same way, are the ones who get to live there.
Of course, the biggest fear is that no one will want to live there. And it will sit empty, demanding mortgage payments and insurance premiums from our dwindling bank accounts. Because even though we love our house, and see it's potential as a contributing member of the family, we also realize that it could also be a mooch. And just sit there, do nothing, and cost us precious income.
And Tubbs already has that job.