One More Step Toward the Dream...

Sunday June 29, 2008

Thursday afternoon June 26th I found myself driving around Houston suburbs on a tour of about seven houses that my real estate agent, Ryan, had set up appointments for. The first two were ok, though far from what I really wanted. Between the next two I really liked one of them. Our next stop had me falling in love with one of the properties and our last stop was the third house to go on my list. By the end of the afternoon I had eliminated the first two houses we looked at and had exactly three properties on my list of choices. I quickly eliminated the third house on my list and concentrated on the two remaining houses. It was excruciatingly hard to decide between the two of them because I loved both of them and they were very comparable properties. There was one thing each house had that the other lacked. The score was tied...so I called my husband. Though he wasn't much help I finally decided to go with the property that had the covered back porch, but only three bedrooms. Did I mention it was really hard to choose between the two?

Anyway, I emailed Ryan Thursday night and told him we wanted to make an offer on my first choice house. He says he will start drawing up paperwork and email the selling real estate agent and let her know an offer is forthcoming. I wait on pins and needles through Friday morning. Ryan calls me before lunch and lets me down rather gently. We didn't get my first choice. We didn't even get a chance to get our offer in before someone had an offer in and actively working that offer. I was severely disappointed, however my second choice was still open and I loved that house just as much as the other one. I told Ryan to start paperwork on an offer for that house ASAP. I didn't want to go through losing the chance before we even had it again. Friday afternoon I signed my name on the dotted line and we had our offer in.

On my way home Friday afternoon all I could think about was the offer on the house. I think I was pretty much on autopilot because I don't really remember the drive home and Friday afternoons in Houston are usually packed full with jackass drivers who think they own all the lanes of the highway. I couldn't really concentrate on anything Friday night either and had a very hard time getting to sleep that night.

Saturday dawns cloudy and threatening rain, though the moisture doesn't come. At about 11:30am or so Ryan calls.

"Good news...the house is yours!"

YES!!!! I screamed as I jumped up and down in the kitchen of our current rental.
First person I called after hanging up with Ryan, my husband. I wake him up (oh, so sorry honey) and tell him we got the house. He's half asleep and isn't really comprehending things but tells me that's good and I tell him goodbye so he can go back to sleep. Then I called my mom to tell her the good news. She was a little more enthusiastic than my husband, but then I didn't wake her up.

Closing is scheduled first of August and then we can move right in! We are now homeowners!! I can't wait to move and get settled in. Finally something of our own!

We are one step closer to our dream of home and family. Next step....baby! (I just have to get my husband home more than one day at a time!)