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so we are officially looking for a house. we've seen 3 and we've had someone out to value our place. we've booked 3 more houses to view. seen a financial advisor. someone else is coming out to give us a second valuation. things are happening.
it is stressing me the fuck out.
there is one house i've fallen for. i've mentioned it. of course it needs a lot of work because
obviously, the universe wants me to pay. it's overpriced. it's being rented right now. someone has turned a niced sized master bedroom into a small bathroom with a lobby. the back yard is an ash tray. the sash windows are broken and need work. the original victorian bay windows with stain glass are beautiful but rotten. oh my.
i am in love with this house.~~~]=-
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sorry. excuse me, eleanor crawled onto the keyboard.
it's making me so anxious because i know we're going to make on offer on the place sometime next week. after our house gets sorted and put into the market. and i'm sick to my stomach that we're not going to get it. that the owner won't budge.
i'm already thinking of ideas of how i'd decorate this place. i am picturing us living there. i'm thinking about how i would fix the problems.
it's giving me serious insomnia.
i'm not cut out for the real estate game.
okay so i think my journal is going to turn into some sort of chronical in house selling and buying. this is the warning. if we get this place there will be so many photos. everyone will be able to tell us "what are you thinking???"
it is stressing me the fuck out.
there is one house i've fallen for. i've mentioned it. of course it needs a lot of work because
obviously, the universe wants me to pay. it's overpriced. it's being rented right now. someone has turned a niced sized master bedroom into a small bathroom with a lobby. the back yard is an ash tray. the sash windows are broken and need work. the original victorian bay windows with stain glass are beautiful but rotten. oh my.
i am in love with this house.~~~]=-
]'][#[[[[[p-[p]#[[poooiiioikjhuhuuyuuuuyuuyuuyyyuyuyyuyyyuyy6tu6ttttu6yyyy7y6t
sorry. excuse me, eleanor crawled onto the keyboard.
it's making me so anxious because i know we're going to make on offer on the place sometime next week. after our house gets sorted and put into the market. and i'm sick to my stomach that we're not going to get it. that the owner won't budge.
i'm already thinking of ideas of how i'd decorate this place. i am picturing us living there. i'm thinking about how i would fix the problems.
it's giving me serious insomnia.
i'm not cut out for the real estate game.
okay so i think my journal is going to turn into some sort of chronical in house selling and buying. this is the warning. if we get this place there will be so many photos. everyone will be able to tell us "what are you thinking???"