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Day 8 a moment in detail:
I had a hard time with this one...so many to pick then I was in the shower and rememb ered my first time I took a shower in the house...realiseing it realy was my house...and the moments leading up to it.it was one of the strangest yet empowring moments. Where I realised how far my life has come, how well I've done for my self, pride, excitment and a lil erie feeling that somehow I wasn't a kid anymore and I was doing something very brave and adult and was like "oh shit what did I get my self into....
Well its almost been a year so ill go with this:
Finnaly closeing on my house.
I don't know how long I spent house hunting but I know it was quite awhile with all the stupid mortgage shit. Origionaly I was aproved for a 250k house, which was over budget for what I was lookn to spend (wanted in the 100-150 range) so we looked in the 125-175 range. Found one on parkside I LOVED, across from the zoo and deleware park. You could see the giraffs from the bedroom window, and I love giraffes! They asked 190, i put in a bid...come to find out the bank miss quoted me the loan amount, they based it on my creditscore and what I had as a down payment but didn't take into account I work for tips which screwed it all up...we wnt threw this 3 times because they just estemate untill time to buy comes around. Well anywho...
So I gave up on a mortgage and just decided to do cash, which makes house hunting even harder cause most of the houses in my range were dumps...I can't tell u how many nightmares I saw....anjd finnaly after this long process I decided to just give up, but my relator insisted I atleast see the houses we had apointments to see, and I did. Literaly the last house we looked had everything I was looking for, and even when I was lookijng in the 125+ range there was only one house I liked more (the one across from the zoo). I knew from the moment I walked in, I only saw the back yard and kitchen but I just had a feeling like I was home. They say that's how you know, u walk in and u feel this weird at home feeling, and I did.
I put in met with the relator to put in my bid, it was nerv e racking waiting 24hrs for their responce, they accepted...it was exciteing and scarey. We were saposed to close September 1st...over a month I knew it was my house but couldt go in it...I had ony seen it once and couldn't wait to go back and to start decorateing etc...
Finnaly closeing day, we couldn't both be there so our lawers and relators met to exchange paper work and checks and all thbat...well they didntt bring the keys to closeing...I couldn't wait for this day to finnaly have my keys! They dicked around with me about gettn the keys to me for 2 weeks, meanwhile I was on the jet blue trips.
Finnaly they gave me the keys...I ran to the house and went in, it was empty, not a thing, I went to get my esentels to move.
My first night staying here i spent the night on the bedroom floor with some bedding but no bed. It was so weird, a big empty house and alone, liveing alone....so nice and yet eary.I slept so well knowing I was at home. I remeber sitting in empty rooms envisioning what it could become. I had no furniture, just a bed and tv...e verything would be from scratch. I lived out of boxes for the longest time, no stove or fridge...for the fisrt week I didn't even have electric cause it was being updated.
The water wasn't on for the 3 days, my first shower here was a weird feeling, I think that's when it hit me it was all real, this was realy my home...showering is something intimate I guess. I don't knwo why it was that moment but thatgs when it soped being this thing I couldn't believe...that was the ah ha moment.
I can't believe its pretty much been a year...how much I've done to it, how much is left to do...a year ago I had no furnature or apliances just me and a b ig empty house. I ate over the sink cause I had no table, camped out stares cause I only had bedrrom furnature.
I had a hard time with this one...so many to pick then I was in the shower and rememb ered my first time I took a shower in the house...realiseing it realy was my house...and the moments leading up to it.it was one of the strangest yet empowring moments. Where I realised how far my life has come, how well I've done for my self, pride, excitment and a lil erie feeling that somehow I wasn't a kid anymore and I was doing something very brave and adult and was like "oh shit what did I get my self into....
Well its almost been a year so ill go with this:
Finnaly closeing on my house.
I don't know how long I spent house hunting but I know it was quite awhile with all the stupid mortgage shit. Origionaly I was aproved for a 250k house, which was over budget for what I was lookn to spend (wanted in the 100-150 range) so we looked in the 125-175 range. Found one on parkside I LOVED, across from the zoo and deleware park. You could see the giraffs from the bedroom window, and I love giraffes! They asked 190, i put in a bid...come to find out the bank miss quoted me the loan amount, they based it on my creditscore and what I had as a down payment but didn't take into account I work for tips which screwed it all up...we wnt threw this 3 times because they just estemate untill time to buy comes around. Well anywho...
So I gave up on a mortgage and just decided to do cash, which makes house hunting even harder cause most of the houses in my range were dumps...I can't tell u how many nightmares I saw....anjd finnaly after this long process I decided to just give up, but my relator insisted I atleast see the houses we had apointments to see, and I did. Literaly the last house we looked had everything I was looking for, and even when I was lookijng in the 125+ range there was only one house I liked more (the one across from the zoo). I knew from the moment I walked in, I only saw the back yard and kitchen but I just had a feeling like I was home. They say that's how you know, u walk in and u feel this weird at home feeling, and I did.
I put in met with the relator to put in my bid, it was nerv e racking waiting 24hrs for their responce, they accepted...it was exciteing and scarey. We were saposed to close September 1st...over a month I knew it was my house but couldt go in it...I had ony seen it once and couldn't wait to go back and to start decorateing etc...
Finnaly closeing day, we couldn't both be there so our lawers and relators met to exchange paper work and checks and all thbat...well they didntt bring the keys to closeing...I couldn't wait for this day to finnaly have my keys! They dicked around with me about gettn the keys to me for 2 weeks, meanwhile I was on the jet blue trips.
Finnaly they gave me the keys...I ran to the house and went in, it was empty, not a thing, I went to get my esentels to move.
My first night staying here i spent the night on the bedroom floor with some bedding but no bed. It was so weird, a big empty house and alone, liveing alone....so nice and yet eary.I slept so well knowing I was at home. I remeber sitting in empty rooms envisioning what it could become. I had no furniture, just a bed and tv...e verything would be from scratch. I lived out of boxes for the longest time, no stove or fridge...for the fisrt week I didn't even have electric cause it was being updated.
The water wasn't on for the 3 days, my first shower here was a weird feeling, I think that's when it hit me it was all real, this was realy my home...showering is something intimate I guess. I don't knwo why it was that moment but thatgs when it soped being this thing I couldn't believe...that was the ah ha moment.
I can't believe its pretty much been a year...how much I've done to it, how much is left to do...a year ago I had no furnature or apliances just me and a b ig empty house. I ate over the sink cause I had no table, camped out stares cause I only had bedrrom furnature.