So today we found out our deal fell through with the Bank soulless demon who owns this house. I'm surprisingly cool about it. I was just so over the up and down and up and down and did I mention up and down about the whole thing. Don't get me wrong, this house made me inspired, but I'm sitting here typing this with a list of 5 houses we're going to see tomorrow. This house was going to be great... after about 10 years of me wanting to rip my hair our. What if I found a house that was great now, or good now and great because we could afford vacations and a new car 'cause, in case you don't know, mine's gonna die any day now.
I just don't feel like this is the worse thing to happen. It's just a thing, it's time to move on... and I don't know about you but I LOVE house hunting. Seriously, I'd go every year just for fun!