Changes

I just returned from a weekend in Minnesota.  I flew out for the weekend with the sole purpose of buying a house.  A house, in two and half days.  I've been researching online for six months now.  Wayne saw me online multiple times a day checking out homes, schools and subdivisions.  I was ready to get the show on the road and hopefully find that place we will be for the next four years of our life.

I stayed with my wonderful friend Shelly.  She moved there from New York last June.  It was so great to see her and catch up.  It seemed like it had been a week since we last saw each other, not eight months.  I love those kinds of friends.  She was a plethora of information and helped me out a ton.

My flight arrived in Minnesota at 9:30 a.m.  I looked at a house that morning and went out with a realtor for the afternoon.  When I walked through Shelly's door my brain was fried.  I thought I narrowed things down.  The real estate agent had booked nine more showings for the next day.  I questioned if I even wanted to go and see more homes, but in the end decided that I better.   

I was mentally exhausted.  This was such a huge decision.  I thought about resale value, ages of kitchens, parks that were nearby, shopping nearby, blah, blah, blah.  I loved the first home that I saw.  I had that feeling you get when something seems right.  I'm so glad it's the house that we're buying.

Now I'm ready to get things moving along.  Don't get me wrong, I will miss New York.  I will mostly miss my wonderful friends here, but I'm excited for our new adventure.