The Powell family can move on.

Last Friday, we sold our home in Portland. Finally. 

While we are overjoyed that we can now avoid paying for a mortgage and rent, and put the stress behind us, it is also a bit tough to think back about living there.

This is the way it looked when we bought it in 2005.

This is how it looked on June 7th, 2010... literally in our last 5 minutes there. 

Beyond the cosmetic work (we *completely* remodeled it inside and out), we also accomplished much more while living there. And we absolutely loved, loved, LOVED the neighborhood.  

In those 5 years...
Brendon bought and ran his small business and Annie got a Ph.D. In that neighborhood, both of us made running a part of our daily lives. In that neighborhood, we would bike all over. Every weekend, we would walk to Starbucks, where they knew our names and our drinks. The house was a home to our first garden, scooter, to our first dog and our first child.

We knew that if and when we moved back to Portland, our little 1926 bungalow would be too small for the family Powell, and thus, we made the tough decision to let it go.

We know that Portland, the Westmoreland neighborhood and little 6022 SE 17th Ave. will always be with us, and so this makes the transition and moving on a little easier.