Restless. Yes restless would be the perfect word to describe my past, current, and future emotion. Jason and I are living with my wonderful parents in my wonderful home. However, it's been some time now... Prior to moving back home we had a pretty good size place. Now we managed to just bring home our necessities and store the rest (my green sofa : ( ) I just miss my stuff. I feel like I don't have room. room in my room.
As most of you know from past posts... The first offer we made was rejected!
We thought we found "IT" The perfect house. The one we would start our family in. The one we would host all my themed parties at. The one we would bring our baby home to (PUPPY) from the adoption place. ; )
BUT...God had better plans. Like always. But first I had to go through some stuff.
STORY: MY HOPE:
One day (last Thursday) after sitting in my nice leather seat for several hours, I began to search for homes ( It's been a Blessing to have access to all the programs since my parents are Brokers). My hubby buddy asked if I found anything new and nice..My answer was with tears starting to trickle..
"NO. We can't afford anything in a perfect area with 2 rooms".... I totally understand that we are just starting out our life together and just being able to think about a purchase is a great achievement. I got soo frustrated and discouraged. Which was dumb.
Every time I try to do things on my OWN STRENGTH I bend and back down then.. the coaster goes down and I raise my hands and surrender and the good stuff happens (sometimes).
Story continues..my mom comes in and sees me and knows right away what to do..pray. so j, mom, and I do that. She says now look again. Gezzz I told her I have been looking all through the day nothing has changed in a min. I begin to check and I find one I love.I began to laugh because I told Jason whoever is the realtor SUCKS they took the worst photos of this house, it strung my curiosity and MY UNCLE is the realtor!!
He did not even know J and I where looking. That particular place is more that we dreamed of for our first place. We don't plan on being there too long BUT it being that potentially perfect would be OHHH A DREAM!
That next morning we placed an offer and the seller signed the offer and is now in the hands of the lender while they decide. PLEASE Pray. The short sale process takes 2-3 months. I have dreamed about this place ever since. It has 2 bedrooms and a loft that's upstairs, that's just what we need so that Jason can decorate it and have all his computer gadgets all over the place.
If you happen to think of us. Please say a prayer for this to happen.
** I'm a Anthropology lover. Here is a new room display. I can't wait to decorate. I'm ripping out pictures of what I like from Domino and checking out Anthro's site for ideas.