Quick breakfast while we wait for my Dad to arrive.
This puppy face melts my heart.
Love these two.
You can never go wrong with pizza for dinner!
Another amazing weekend has gone by and I am already missing it.
My Dad made it into town this weekend and we had plenty of fun. Plus, he brought our sweet little pup with him. We shared lots of laughs, shared some wine, ate pizza, and just spent some quality time together.
We also went to go see an apartment, which usually consists of dragging me to see the apartment. It’s weird. Change is hard for me and when that change comes with a 30 year mortgage it freaks me out and gets me hyperventilating.
We’ve seen a few places and I just see all the flaws. Living room is too small, not enough closet space, black mold (wait, that is a major flaw), weird layouts, ugly cabinets, needs more natural light, ect. I would probably be seen as one of the crazies on House Hunters (P.S. HGTV, I could be your next HH star. Just sayin’.)
So I was convinced to see another condo. I decided to not fight it and just have fun pointing out how horrible it would be. I was wrong. So wrong.
I loved the darn place. Loved everything about. All of it. Not one flaw. It had windows, a balcony, an office space, perfect view, open floor plan, perfect kitchen, and it just felt like home.
But as I’ve heard before, real estate can be heart-wrenching. And it is. We thought the place was more within our price range but it turns out it really isn’t. So the chances of it happen are extremely low. Unless we win the lottery or I somehow find out that a long lost relative has left me a trust fund. I don’t think either will happen.
Right now I think this what the only place meant for us and some inadequate couple will move in and live in what should be our place – and that sucks. They will probably do a horrible job decorating, especially with that cute little den. Ok, I know I am being a little dramatic. They probably will enjoy the place. Maybe.
But I guess that’s how real estate works, especially in this market. Which is going to make house hunting a pain. A heartbreaking pain but at the end it will all work out. Not sure what we will buy or where we will end up but it will be perfect. :)
So if you are still reading my rant about our house hunting experience I thank you for making it this far. You deserve a bowl of ice cream for having to read all of that.
For those of you who have gone through the house hunting pains, any positives stories that will make this a little less difficult?
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