Anthony's Song (Google the lyrics if you don't get the reference)

I don't know when you're reading this because I'm not sure when this is going to be posted, but I can tell you that I'm writing this on Friday, October 24.

I just bought a house.

Okay, there are a bunch of things wrong with that sentence. I didn't buy a house--Lisa and I bought a house. And we didn't actually buy a house--We put in an offer on a house a couple of days ago, and after two days of wrangling prices with the seller and the realtors we finally agreed upon a price. There are still a couple of things that could go wrong in the process, so we haven't quite bought it yet. And we didn't actually make an offer on a house--it's more of a...okay, that part actually WAS the truth!

So why don't I know when you're reading this? Because I don't know when I'm actually going to post this blog entry. As many or maybe most of you know, we live where we live because of Lisa's job, so moving means Lisa is leaving her job, and I don't want to post on here that THAT is happening until her bosses know it's happening. I'd hate for them to find out from my website and not directly from Lisa. So today, Friday, October 24, things are kind of hush hush.

So why am I writing this now? Quite simply, because I'm trying to process this. I JUST BOUGHT A HOUSE! It's an overwhelming, scary thing to do, especially at this point in time when the whole world's economy is tanking! The truth is that the fact that we DIDN'T have a house payment or any real estate investment has comforted me some during the last few months. As I watch the nightly news and hear about home prices dropping and people being foreclosed upon, I'd think, "Not my problem." Now I sort of feel like a soldier running out into a field of battle.

The house is nice, though, and it has a lot of things that I've wanted in a house (These will be in no particular order): A fireplace, a wooded back yard, a fenced back yard, hardwood floors, it's close to the school my kids attend, it has a garage, and there's a place for me to workout that isn't a dank basement or a dank garage.



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UPDATE: Up a few paragraphs I wrote that there were still several things that could go wrong in the process. Today I say that all of those things have been worked out, so all that is left at this point is closing in a couple of weeks. When that happens, we'll be homeowners again, after an eight year gap. I'll feel like a real member of the town we live in--up until now I've sort of felt like a squatter.



I'll write more later, and I'll include pictures of the house when I do.

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ANOTHER UPDATE:


P.S. Still haven't figured out the Anthony's Song thing? Play the video below and you'll understand.