31 Posts in 31 Days: #12
It was one year ago today, that we moved into our very first home.
We came into home ownership later than most of our friends. Last summer, we had been married almost fourteen years.
That wasn't the plan.
When I asked Sharon to marry me, I had every intention of providing for her properly -- including getting her into a home of her own, in short order. But, life gets in the way sometimes, doesn't it?
So we rented for fourteen years. But, last year, Sharon had finally had enough, and got the wheels rolling on the mortgage process.
AND WHAT AN IDIOTIC PROCESS THAT IS!!!!
But, I digress.
What's important is we survived, and on June 12, 2008 we moved into our very own home.
It's not big, but it's everything we wanted. It's funny how that happened. One of the reasons we procrastinated buying for so long was, we had fallen in love with the area in which we were renting, but didn't think we could afford to buy there.
But, then the housing market fell apart, and one house -- only one, in the entire town -- came available, that was remotely within our price range. We bid on the first and only home we looked at.
It sure seemed like destiny.
We're so thankful for our little home, and for a year's worth of memories under its roof, and we look forward to many, many more.