Tonight we went to look at a house and did one of the scariest things I've ever done. We signed a dotted line committing to a big number (well, big for us) on a small house with so much charm that we knew if we left without making an offer we'd regret it for the rest of our lives.
It's truly perfect fit for us right now. Who knows what will happen. But here I sit laying next to Josephine waiting for a phone call about a piece of paper with our names and a big number.
We call this house "Pleasant House" after the street that it is on. It's 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom, 850ft, with a lush fenced back yard. There is so much charm in every nook of this house that we might never move.
If all goes well, we'll be there to celebrate our 13th wedding anniversary in August.
I'm so humbled that we're on the verge of such a dream come true. Such a dream.