longoland: closing

Seven years ago, a young man bought a house. And that house was built.

And as time passed, life happened. He got married. He and his wife had a child. And, eventually, they outgrew their home.

And, so, the time came to leave. So, they packed.....

....and packed....

....and....well, you get the idea.

And when the house was empty, they left their keys on the kitchen counter along with a note welcoming first-time home-buyers to their new home, and with a bittersweet feeling, left that home to start fresh.

seven years for eric....three for me. it was a good house. On Thursday, Eric turned 37. With the insanity of the day, not much could be done by way of celebration, but I did manage to slip SpiderMan into a blueberry muffin.

On Friday, we took care of some odds and ends, stopped by Short Pump for a quick lunch, and then made our way over to the lawyer's office to sign our lives away. Welcome to our new home. 601 Coalbrook Drive

The kitchen:

The Family Room:

Master Bedroom:

Master Bath:

The Rec Room aka: Eric's ManCave:

Living Room sans furniture:

Now home to a circa 1920 Regent Baby Grand Piano. It's my new favorite thing.

Dining Room sans furniture:

Why, hello Haverty's floor sample sale.

And, the house isn't the only thing that closed this weekend. "Pippin" played its last show on Sunday, September 26th. It was a long time in coming, but being back on stage has proven to be the highlight of my year. I have so missed the camaraderie of a cast family and the rush that pulses through my veins when I hear "Places, please". It was a very hard show to leave, but I know there will be many more in my future.