Sometimes, I feel like life is playing a joke on me. Every time I think I have a plan of attack something changes and I have to re-plan. But maybe that is just life? So I have learned that the best laid plan is having no plan [literally]. Hmmm. Will this possibly work?
So we aren’t closing on our house at the end of the week. We won’t ever be closing on that house because it won’t ever be our house. We are back on the hunt. Except for this time… we don’t have the plans of moving out of a rental looming over our head. We are as settled — as settled as we can be in my future-in-law’s house [bless them]. And we are back to refreshing the MLS every hour to see if anything has been listed that looks like it could work for us.
Some people say that house hunting is fun, and exciting and enjoyable. Well, I seriously want to meet these people. After doing this for months I want to know who in their right mind wants to live in this limbo. GOSH.
The only perk is that this time we don’t have to settle. We can find exactly what we want. But it is hard because things are moving so quickly — it feels like we will never, ever find something that works for us.
I am finding myself saying a praying, hoping for the best and wishing for a perfect house that we can call our own.
The saga continues next time…