I made an offer on a house last night.
Granted, it's a contingent offer, so there are a plethora of little things that could make the whole deal go away, not to mention the possibility that the seller won't accept my offer, but still. An offer.
I made it alone, too, without Mr. W's involvement. This relates to the fact that the credit market's in the toilet, and Mr. W already has a house and an investment property on his credit report.
But, anyway.
Holy shit.
Two weeks ago? We weren't even looking.
Then Mr. W found this house on a local realtor's website, and we decided to go take a look.
We loved.
The yard? Awesome.
The storage? About 3x more than we have now.
The fact that it's close to town, yet still surrounded by woods? Exactly what we wanted.
The kitchen? Tres puke. But hey, for the price, we can fix it up in due time.
So, AHHHHH!
I'm super excited, but I'm trying to temper my excitement because, as mentioned above, the sale's contingent on us selling our home.
My mantra is trite but applicable, "If it's meant to be, it will be."
5 comments:
ooooh- congrats! H told me the area it is in -- love it.
i love that you will still be close by, if it is meant to be!
How exciting! I toy with the idea of moving, but I guess remodeling will have to do, for now.
I will be jealous of you being surrounded by woods- I miss having a bit of that sort of privacy...
You know what I totally dig about you? That you have the guts to do something like that and just go for it. That is hella cool.
Good luck! It's exciting and stressful all rolled together. I think you have the perfect attitude towards it!
May the force be with you.
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