So, we did not get the first house that we put an offer in for, or the next couple of houses we put an offer in for, but we put an offer in on a house this weekend that is great. I am really excited and hope that everything works out with this offer, for once. It is in a great neighborhood, and will need little work to fix it all up. But, with foreclosers taking at least 45 days to process and close, it is now evident that Jeff and I will indeed be homeless for a while. Not really of course, we will stay with parents for a bit, but we will not have a place of our own for a period of time.
As much as I hate our apartment and the scary people who live there and break into cars and stuff, I am going to miss our own space. How does living with your parents work when you are married? Can I still cook our own dinners or do I just help my mom cook what she is having for dinner? Will we have to set days to do our laundry? Hopefully, it wont be for long, and we wont impose too much.
Strangely, I'm also really going to miss living in the first place that Jeff and I lived together as a married couple. No matter how gross, or dark, or scary, it was our home. I loved the time I got to spend with Jeff inside those walls over the last year. This next chapter of home-hood will hopefully be even better. I am grabbing boxes from work and starting to pack tonight.