A lot has happened in the last couple of days. We looked at a house on Monday that we really liked but it was a little out of our price range. We made an offer anyway, expecting the seller to come back with a counter offer since our offer was several thousand below the asking price. So we were pretty shocked when the seller accepted our offer just the way it was! They had moved out of state and were ready to get out from under it. The house isn't that big -- 1535 square feet -- but it is a mansion to us because we have never lived in anything so nice and new. Our last house was built in 1952. Rock 'n' roll wasn't even invented yet. This house was built in 2000. Seriously, not since the birth of Jenna -- who we had after three miscarriages -- and not since we were given our Suburban by some wonderfully generous relatives of ours, have I felt so deeply humbled by a blessing. Today on the way home from my Wednesday Bible study, I pulled up in the driveway of the house and just sat there telling Jenna, "This is OUR house, Jenna!"
It's not officially ours until Feb. 26, when we close. My plan after closing is to head straight to Sonic, then to the house for a picnic on the living room floor.
Chad has more pictures of the house on the Jan. 23 post of his blog.