Of all the days to get the keys to our new house, it was by such crazy serendipity that it fell on a day that was already very special to us. March 2 just happens to be my father-in-laws birthday. His name is Rolly, he’s one of the best people I’ve ever known, and last year we lost him to brain cancer. As heartbreaking and raw as it still is, birthdays are a time to celebrate a person’s existence, and having had Rolly in our lives gives us (and pretty much anyone who ever knew him) lots to celebrate. It may sound silly but, getting our keys on Rolly’s birthday makes it feel like he is connected to this next chapter of our lives in our new home, and that feels pretty darn special.
My babies with their Grandpa in 2015. That look right there.. that’s love.
Thankfully that morning my mum was in town, so she watched the boys for us and we were able to get stuff done without the added stress of dragging two little people around all day. Before picking up our keys we had a meeting in the city with Hubby’s Super provider. Not the most exciting of meetings, but the city is always a fun place to visit and we stopped for a coffee at Small Print, which I’ve always wanted to try, so it was a pretty rad start to the day.
Then we headed over to our builder to pick up the keys. (Eeep!) The whole thing was a little anticlimactic really. Our client liaison person just went through some warranty docs and other important you-just-built-a-brand-new-house stuff, and that was it. The house was ours, finally.
I don’t think either of us thought this day was ever going to happen. And yet here we were; we had the keys, the house was ours.
It was.. surreal.
That night we took advantage of our in-house babysitter (thanks, mum!) and went out for dinner to celebrate this most special of days. We went back into the city to a little tapas bar called Andaluz that we hadn’t been to since we both worked in the city about 7 years ago. It was every bit as great as I remembered.
We ate amazing food and drank delicious wine and we talked. We talked about how much we miss Rolly, and how much we wish he could have seen our new home, and shared some of our favourite stories of him. We talked about everything that we have been through the last few years and how we’ve somehow managed to come out the other side. We talked about how we never thought we’d get here, and how good it felt to finally have a place to call home. The future is bright, kids.
Vientre de Cerdo – Crispy pork belly, stone fruit, morcilla and cider puree. Yes, it is as good as it looks and sounds!
Our cozy little corner at Anduluz.
Ensalada con Tomate – Tomato, goats cheese, micas grandes and gazpacho = delightful
My handsome husband.
Calamares – Crispy fried squid, tartare sauce.