Ode to Our Colorado Dream House

One day, late in 1998, we noticed that our kids were gone and out of the house...on their own now.

Yippee!

Now, don't go all postal on me. We love our kids and have absolutely no regrets about having them.

And, it sure is nice to have our lives back. More money, more time, the ability to travel at will.

And, time to get our dream house in the mountains of Colorado.

So, we spent 3 months looking for a house. No luck. If we liked it, it was too expensive. Most of the houses were not geared for a couple. Most houses were family houses...too big.

We found a vacant lot in the mountains in an incredible community and built a house.

Nothing ostentatious. Small, compact with huge windows for a spectacular view of the mountains.

Ten years later, we decided to move to Panama...and sell everything.

The economy was so bad in late 2008 that we couldn't sell our house.

We rented it. What a bitch! I hate having rental property. I have had a few and I don't like it. I like it even less when it was our dream house.

The renter left in late April.

This turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

We researched the market and decided to sell.

We got the world's best Realtor, priced it right, and it went under contract in 10 days.

Thursday it closed...sold.

I am feeling a little melancholy about it.

It was our dream house, after all.

It is a huge relief to be out from under all the worry and financial problems associated with renting it.

But...it was our dream house.

I'm having some trouble letting it go...