Last Spring I was searching for a home in our current school district that was big enough for the kids and I but not too big for my budget. Pickings were slim. I scoured the real estate websites for months, feeling like Goldilocks. This one was too small. That one was too big. But then I found one that seemed like a maybe. I toured it with my real estate agent. Good bones. Right area. Decent price. Not 100% sure it was for me. I noticed there was an open house the next day. I decided to check it out again. Turned out the real estate agent selling the house was also the next door neighbor. I talked to Dana for some time and heard all about the rest of the neighbors. What I have learned over the course of owning four homes is that the neighborhood and neighbors are just as important as the house. After talking to Dana, I knew this mama bear had found a house that was just right.
Today it snowed. Hadn't bought a snow shovel yet. Dana was kind enough to lend one to Max so he could shovel our driveway. It's good to have nice neighbors. Thanks for the shovel.
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