So we're still house hunting.

The existing home we really liked turned out to be a no-go. I figured it would, I wouldn't want to hold closing until August if I were the seller. It was worth it to try though.

So now we're looking in the same neighborhood where my best friend lives. New homes, good school, lots of cul-de-sac streets so the streets are safer... We've got a floorplan that we like, now it's just a matter of finding one in a stage of construction where we can ask that the builder put the door on the 3rd bedroom in the hallway, instead of opening into the living room as a study. I never realized how difficult JUST THAT ONE LITTLE THING COULD BE. Ergh. If we can find a home that's in that stage of construction, we'll also be able to choose our own colors & such, which will be nice.

I'm so ready to just buy a dang house. I'm trying to not be emotional about it, but that's hard to do when you're so stressed about everything that you're not sleeping at all. Emotions kind of just take control. Ergh again.


I did realize something that helped reduce the stress for a few moments. We've only got seven more paydays until we leave. (Assuming we leave in the first week of August.) SEVEN. That's a single digit, folks!!! But...but...SEVEN? Holy crap, that's a single digit, that's going to go by REALLY fast. We need to save more money! We need to get started on buying a few things for the house! We need to get the cat back to Oklahoma! (Crap, I just realized, I think he has an appointment today.) We need to figure out how to get the dogs back!

Ok, I need to call the vet...