Homey Oh My

We had a limited amount of time before we moved in to get some work done on the house, meaning we prioritized tasks that would be more convenient to do while none of our stuff was there yet, like painting. What seemed like a small task ended up being not small at all and is still going on today (we are estimated to finish this “pre-move-in” work by mid-end of November, which increases our original time estimate of 2 weeks up to 8-10 weeks!) It has been our first and thorough lesson on how projects can grow, complications happen, and budgets and timelines are merely suggestions.

Our two year journey has ended (or is just beginning??) with the past 1-2 months being nuts in preparation for our move and wrought with feelings ranging from doubt to excitement- fear that something might backfire and fall through and this was all a joke and we didn’t actually get the house, and joy that this dream of ours is finally happening.

When our offer was accepted, I didn’t have much of a reaction. For a while it didn’t feel real, not until we got the keys and even now a small part of me doesn’t think this is actually happening. Slowly, then very suddenly, my emotions rained and I wanted to share about what buying our first house was like, and how much it means to us.