Wednesday, 09 May 2012
If someone said three years from now, you'd be long gone, I'd stand up and punch them out, 'cause they're all wrong
One thing can be said for me and those of my clan. When we make up our minds to do something, it is then as good as done. My mother wanted a Cadillac, so she saved the money in a separate account and then bought the Cadillac. My father wanted to take out our existing flooring. He went out and bought the laminate wood and started tearing up our kitchen the next day.
I decided I am going to go ahead and look for a house. After @Samspeeps said last night, basically "those that mind don't matter and those that matter don't mind," I realized that emotional decisions are not always the best way to conduct life. I'd eventually get resentful of putting life on hold.
So any interested parties can object, but if they don't, I'm going to do what I want in this circumstance. I've come up with a compromise that I can live with, even if it isn't ideal.
So I've got a good idea of what my mortgage would look like, I've got a price range and a head filled with words like "amortization" and "equity." And I'm going to go see a house with a realtor.
It's house number? 127.
That was crazy this afternoon. I was looking at houses on the internet with my financials in mind, and I saw this victorian style house, and it gave me butterflies, and then I saw it was house number 127.
Obviously, I made the appointment to go see it in person immediately. Friday. I'm so excited. We'll see if it looks half as good as the pictures of it. And the neighborhood... we'll see.
This was all while I was out sick from work today. Now, I'm having a hard time sitting to blog this as I really effing want to read Game of Thrones right now.