So we've began the process to becoming home owners. YIPPY! Independence is in our sights and we are overjoyed. Although, my parents have been wonderful in letting us stay with them, the time has come for us to break out and blaze our own trail with our new family.
We've met with a realtor and talked with a broker, and we have a humongous stack of 50 houses to take a look at so far. That's right, I said so far. The search for a house, although exciting, is long and draining as well. And hard on the gas. It's only been three days, but I guess we're just whimps. So we have things in mind for the kind of house we want. Dan desperately wants a garage so that he can do man stuff, and I would like a nice spacious kitchen to well...cook. We don't mind a fixer upper, because we would love to put our own personal touch on a house anyways. So initial appearance, in regards to the paint the current owner used, or how well the yard is kept up can all be transformed. Sometimes seeing what the house can become is a bit overwhelming, though. We also would like a nice yard for Selah and her future sibs. to play in, with a good and safe neighborhood. That however is difficult to find, the good safe neighborhood part. The amount of house we can afford is not that great, so our options often put us right in the ghetto. Picture massive potholes in the gravel street, neighbors with a lovely collection of "treasures" strewn about their yard, and toothless and shirtless men walking down the street. Out of that stack of 50 we've found a few rare houses that are amazing deals and might actually become our home. We've found it is not something to be rushed. Our trust and confidence is in the Lord, and we must wait upon Him. We know that if it is His will we will find a house in the first place and second one that we will feel confident raising our children in, because God Always Provides.
Fact of the Day: A butterfly can look at you through 12,000 eyes.
