So. I might buy a house tomorrow. ARGH. that is kind of scary, you know? I might panic a bit. or cry. or talk it to death. pretty sure my dad isn’t looking forward to dinner where we are going to talk details, because talking details with me tends to make him dizzy, I am pretty sure. It isn’t the house I wanted to begin with, it isn’t the cute blue house with shutters. It is a ranch, which I always swore I wouldn’t own, but it has a solid foundation, awesome storage, 2, full baths, a first floor laundry and amazing back yard. I could love this house. I probably already do and am just not admitting it yet. It has projects I can’t wait to do and walls to paint and possibly knock out, it has a garage for winter and is close to work.
I am going to buy a house tomorrow.
My name is Corrie, and my view is about to change.