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November 15, 2007
I hate the limbo
Last week, Rex, Katie and I spent a morning walking through spec homes in our maybe neighborhood of choice. The good news is, we found a house we like. The bad news: Someone else had made an offer on it already, they aren't dealing on it past the incentives they advertise, it's more than we really want to pay, and it's in the Dallas area.
On the one hand, I'm ready for this unsettled feeling to disappear with the signing of thousands of pages of lawyerese and the aquisition of a large mortgage. No more renting, no more talk of moving, and best of all, I can start buying Jamie the bedroom furniture I planned to get her for her second birthday.
On the other, I don't really want to commit to this place. I'm not ready to give up my Austin dream. Heck, I don't even want to give up my unreasonable Houston fantasy. (I keep several goals in my head, some that are reasonable, and some that are way up in the clouds. Sometimes the way to get to the moon is to aim for the stars.) I'm unwilling to accept this place as my fate.
A couple days ago, we heard that the house we liked was back on the market. Depending on the minute you ask me, I'm either ready to sign on the dotted line, or I'm totally ambivalent to the house's fate.
Posted by me at November 15, 2007 9:37 PM