So the house we wanted, and the only one in this town that we could afford, was sold over the weekend, to someone else.. Of course I'm hoping it falls apart..maybe they won't get financing, or maybe there are parents involved who are going to talk them out of it.. I have my fingers crossed tightly for their misfortune. I know, it's nice isn't it?
We had to tell the people interested in our house that the deal was off.. I wasn't so sad about that considering the fact that I thought they were total douches.. This has opened up our horizons a bit.. we are looking at a house in a neighboring town, the town both my husband and I grew up in. It would mean the boys would have to change schools, and honestly I don't know how psyched I am about doing that. Ctale told me it would be like taking off a band aid, painful at first, but quick to heal.. I think we are going to absolutely have to love this house in order for me to want to move. Really really love it..