I went to see Matt in Boise over spring break. It was love at first sight. And first sight was pitch black midnight. I knew that I loved it when we left the airport and within 5 minutes we were on small town roads. Little street signs, 2 lanes, no traffic. A far cry from the liquor stores and pawn shops you encounter upon leaving Midway. After a myriad of events that seemed to feel like I was destined to not make it to Boise in time for our home inspection, I made it. Early the next morning I got to see the house, in person, that Matt had toured and bought. I knew as I drove up, into the foothills, in an established neighborhood that I was home. This was the place that Matt and I had been dreaming about all these years. Finally seeing the house in person was all that I had envisioned. Built in the 70′s into the side of the hill, we sat in the midst of hovering pines. Tucked away from most neighbors, yet right in the city of Boise. The 70′s charm had been maintained throughout the house. One of Matt and my favorite parts of the house is the fireplace in our living room.
The foothills are the best part about the outside of the house.
Literally 20 steps from the house is a trail head leading straight up and into miles and miles of trail. Our goal when looking at houses this time around was location. It was the most important aspect. Good schools, foothills, trail access, no HOA… Somehow we just happened to find our perfect house in this exact location. What I didn’t realize was how perfect the location was for Matt and I. After the home inspection Matt wanted to take me to a coffee house that was a 2 minute drive or 5 minute bike ride from our new house. In driving to the coffee shop we passed Hyde Park. I saw all our new neighbors playing and enjoying the beautiful weather. In one spot there was a drum circle. I turned to Matt and said, “Is this really where we are living?” He looked back at me and asked if he was dreaming. We found our peeps.
We spent the remainder of our days together enjoying the things you can really only truly enjoy when your kids are entertained elsewhere. It had been 10 years since Matt and I had spent more than a few hours alone, so we had a lot of ideas. We went to flea markets, dinner, furniture stores, running/cycling, and finally hiking to the top on Table Rock. It was quite the hike, but well worth it.
Our last day was bittersweet. We woke and drove up towards Bogus Basin, the closest ski mountain, about 20 minutes from our new house. I saw these 2 sweet birds dancing in the morning sunrise.
We ended our time at another coffee shop.
I have to say I not only did not want to leave Matt, but I did not want to leave Boise. But I had 4 little birds waiting for me and soon enough we all will be there for good.