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As we all know, nothing is a done deal until it’s a done deal. And sometimes not even after that…

The Wee-b and i have been house hunting for the past couple of weeks and after (we feel) being lead slightly astray by our original realtor, we contacted someone my friend Ev had worked with in the past. Not only did he contact us back IMMEDIATELY, but he met us two days later to take us out on the town to view some current listings. After the first three, the Wee-b and i were feeling a little disheartened and had a talk in the car on the way to the last home for the day. The basic gist of it was that we were not going to settle, that we would both know the house was right for us and that if necessary, we could rent for another year until next Summer when the littleb was done with his first year of High School.

Then we arrived at the last house. From the minute we stepped inside, Wee-b kept asking “What’s the catch? What’s the catch?”. The house is perfect for us. Not too shiny, lots of brand new appliances, but still enough projects for us to sink our teeth into over the next couple of years. We talked about the house all the way home and then we put together emails with photos and information to send to our respective parents to keep them up to date with our hunting. After speaking with both of them we decided that we should take the leap and put in an offer on the place. Both of us felt like the owners had a fairly high sales price on the place so we decided to put in a ridiculously low offer.

Fast forward less than a day and the owners came back with a MUCH more reasonable offer and we decided to proceed. Now comes the stressful/fun/nauseating/etc. part….we have the home inspection on Monday and we just have our fingers crossed that nothing too crazy is wrong with the place. I’m planning on taking my digital camera to the house tomorrow to get some better pictures, but for now…