There's no placce like home

No, I haven't fallen off the face of the planet. I have just been a little bit preoccupied trying to buy our first house. (Spoiler alert: Yes, we got the house!)

Here for your reading pleasure is the abridged version of the events surrounding our recent purchase:

On March 17th (yes, St. Patrick's Day), a cute house was on the daily email that I got of new home listings. It was a foreclosure and so it was also VERY reasonably priced. Like $30K less than the tax value reasonably priced. So we went and looked at it the next day and placed a bid. Then we waited to see if we had the winning bid. And as Tom Petty said "the waiting is the hardest part."

Our bid won and was accepted.

Then the real fun began.

I'll spare you to gory details (since this is the abriged version), but it took almost 2 months to get the financing taken care of and to get closed. After all of the horror stories we hear about spending all day signing papers it only took 20 minutes.

Since then we have still been living in our rental (it's so tiny!) and getting things ready to move in to our new home.

I'll tell you more about that later.