Real Estate Madness!!!

When Nate (my husband) and I decided to buy a house it was a very exciting time. We were anxious to begin the second to last stage of adulthood (the last being kids) and stop paying rent to people we hate. We had big dreams of vibrant wall color and fancy floors, new furniture and art on the walls. It was bliss . . . . for about a week.

Now we are entrenched, ass deep, in the murk and filth that is real estate. Why didn't anyone warn us? Give a heads up? A "Hey - just so you know - buying a house is probably one of the most complicated things you'll ever do - and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow is that you'll be in debt for the rest of your life!"

There is so much technical lingo and jargon being thrown around I feel like we've landed in a foreign country where the language and customs are all different. Escrow, underwriters, earnest money, building inspections, appraisals, contract addendums, and fees, FEES, FEES!!!

But in the midst of all the confusion and mayhem we have done it. We have found our first house. Is it the best house? No. Do we love it? Yes. Does it need work? You bet ya! (And we're just young and foolish enough to think fixing it ourselves is going to be fun.) Is it affordable? Well, we won't have to subsist on ramen for the next thirty years but I don't think we'll be buying that yacht anytime soon.



We haven't closed yet and there's a lot of work to be done - but it already feels like our house. I'm ready to rip out some 70s shag carpet and make my mark.