Two years ago this month Bracken started his new job in Walnut Creek. We spent the next few months hunting for a place to live. I would sit on our couch in Citrus Heights and look at ads on craigslist, then look up the school, see how it was rated, and if everything met our criteria, I would forward the information on to Bracken. He would then spend his lunch breaks looking at these houses, trying to find the right one for us. We quickly discovered that if we wanted a house with two bathrooms in our price range, it wasn't going to have much of a yard. If it had a yard and two bathrooms, it didn't have a school we wanted. And with three girls, and one on the way, we knew we couldn't settle for one bathroom.
We finally found a house in Martinez and put a holding deposit down on it, but I really just wasn't feeling it. I kept looking and found a house in Concord that looked promising. It had a good school, two bathrooms, was in a great neighborhood. It even had a covered porch like our old house did. But the yard, the yard was pitiful. (So was the kitchen, but that's a whole other post.) Still, it was bigger than the one in Martinez, and I just had a good feeling about it. So, we forfeited our holding deposit and signed a lease on the new place.
I'm so glad we did. We love our ward. Our school is great. We have made wonderful friends and really feel like we are in the right place for our family right now. But the yard (and the kitchen) has been a struggle for me. We went from 1/3 acre of green grass and garden--
And so, we have made do. Our community has a green belt and parks and lots of grass to play in, but it's not the same thing as having it in your own yard. We brought our trampoline with us when we moved, and that has provided hours of entertainment. I've put all my vegetable garden into self watering planters with great success (I ate my last tomato from my vines in February!). But I have still longed for something green in my backyard.
A couple months ago, we went to Children's Fairyland in Oakland where my kids had a delightful time sledding down a hill on pieces of cardboard, a hill covered in artificial turf. Brilliant! I realized that was the solution to my problem. I ordered 150 square feet of grass from Costco last week and eagerly awaited its arrival.
Of course, no great plan can go off without a hitch. Thursday morning I got a call from the delivery man, informing me that he was about 10 minutes from my house. In Citrus Heights! Though I had changed my address on the Costco website, they only updated my billing address, not my shipping address! In a panic I explained my situation to the driver as my mind frantically raced through the possible scenarios of how I was going to get my grass. He calmly asked where I lived now, then told me he had several deliveries in Concord later in the day and it wouldn't be a problem. Amazing!
Behold, Rosie's rejoicing at playing on grass in her own yard for the first time in her life.