I try not to blog too much about Luke and I's house hunting adventures because everybody goes through them and I don't want it to seem like I think our stories are out of the ordinary.
Plus I can only show you so many pictures of dirt roads before you get the point that we are not looking at your typical 'neighborhood' home that I originally had in mind.
But, by something that I can only blame on God I actually got used to that fact and even excited about buying a home in nowhere land and fixing it up.
Seriously, I did. It has confused everybody, including me.
Long story short:
This week we found a home.
It was a fixer upper (times a million).
Realized that we were being led to purchase the home and we needed to act fast.
Called to put an offer on it.
Earlier that day an offer had already been placed.
The first offer was accepted.
Megan and Luke were summoned to another 6 months in their ole APT.
It was pretty disappointing. It was the first house we both agreed on and the first proof in my whole life that I'm not as materialistic as I once thought.
That, in itself was a miracle.
I have determined that Luke and I are destined to live in our apartment forever.
We will raise our kids here.
Our grandkids will spend Christmas here and we will tell them that the hole in the wall above the TV is when Papaw Luke tried to hang up a shelf in our first year of marriage.
I'm sure at that time he will still be claiming that the shelf was defected, even thought they sell millions of those same shelves everyday at Target to millions of people who hang them on their walls.
Obviously I'm exaggerating a bit, about the future, not the shelf, we still can't figure out how to hang that blasted thing up on the wall.
It was a bit of an upset, but we will get over it. The house, not the shelf. We have just stuck that thing in the closet labeling it: defected.
I tried to drown my sorrows in the majesty that is Hobby Lobby, but then I remembered I didn't have a home to decorate.
So now we are back to square one, which is obviously a little frustrating but ultimately its perfectly fine.
We have a roof over our heads and more 'things' than we need. In the grand scheme, it is not a big deal. Just a disappointment, today.
We will most likely be in this apartment through Winter '09. I'm not sure if I can handle another Winter in this apartment. If my heater starts blowing cold air again I might need to be entered into the crazy home.
I shudder just thinking about that heater and the pain and anxiety it caused me last year.
So here we go, again!