Its official…we sold our home in Bristow and moved into a beautiful new home. The past five months have been a whirlwind of stress and chaos and more tears than I thought possible over bricks and wood, but it is so true that everything happens for a reason.
When we decided to move, we settled on Reston. Everything about that city seemed perfect for us. Near a metro! Ubers! Shopping and restaurants! Family-oriented suburbs! We had the worst luck with homes though. We found an amazing house and had six rounds of back and forth negotiations, and some really bad advice from our agent resulted in us losing the house. We found another house and made an offer, which was accepted but from the start the whole deal was rather difficult. Tyler and I went to the home inspection and I felt anxious – nothing about the house felt right for us and I thought we were in too deep. When the inspection turned out repairs and issues upwards of $80K, we asked for $10K back from the sellers to cover them, and they flipped out and threatened our agent that we needed to void the contract, they didn’t want to sell to us and wanted to go back on market, wanted nothing to do with us, etc. It was always a really hostile transaction, and we walked away.
At this point, we’d toured every home in Reston, and a few in Oakton. I checked my Redfin app more than my email (and I am ALWAYS checking my work email), and we decided to expand our search, when Tyler sent me a home he found. It would have never triggered any of my searches because it was listed as 1100 square feet and I had a minimum of 1750 on my searches, but it had an addition that wasn’t counted yet by MRIS.
It was absolutely perfect. We went out the next day, fell madly in love, and made an offer. We then had even more issues with our agent, fired him, got a new agent, and were officially under contract. Our amazing lender managed to get us to close in about 20 days, and the entire process was seamless. After building our first home from the ground up, it was hard looking at older, run down homes and knowing that we’d had a beautifully remodeled home in Bristow. This house, however, was a flip. Built in 1960, purchased last Fall by a construction company, and completely gutted and remodeled. The amazing part is that they put so much thought into the details and the craftmanship was excellent. The best part is that its now mine.
I’d never even considered moving to Vienna, and it already feels like this town was made for me. The schools that Guinevere will go to are amazing. The backyard and the giant trees are so peaceful. The neighbors are SO nice. Seriously, every one keeps coming over to say hi and it has been the best reception. And best of all, we are in the middle of everything. We’ve already had one date night (Uber-ed to a local brewery! The beers were delicious and I had a Rabbit Pot Pie that was to die for). We’ve had family nights in the Mosaic District, watching Guinevere play in the splashpad while we get sandwiches from Taylor Gourmet. Even the Target is amazing.
Best of all? My commute, that used to consist of me in a car for 5 hours a day, is down to under ONE HOUR. I’m at work in 30 minutes on the metro. I have so much of my life back, and we’re all walking around all happy and crazy. The smaller space is taking some getting used to (I lost my attic, unfinished basement, and garage, so basically no storage) but I love the idea of de-cluttering and getting back to a more streamlined lifestyle, so this is actually a good thing. My friends that I keep demanding take my appliances and baking tools and clothes might agree as well.
So please, let me introduce you to my forever home. We are so excited to start settling in and setting up here!