jessicagallagher | The First Taste (Reply)

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…And so we just discovered what it tastes like to just miss out.

The house that we had been so excited about seeing tomorrow has been purchased. Well, almost purchased. It’s currrently on deposit. Our agent said that if anything falls through, they’ll call us… but I doubt that will happen. It’s an awesome home. Obviously there wasn’t enough wrong with it to make someone else not want it. And so, I will comfort my hurt feelings by telling the world that I’m convinced the place was haunted. And the people who will be now residing there will have countless nights of listening to groaning and moaning and having books randomly thrown at their heads by poltergeists. So there.

To fill the void of our first loss, we searched around and found a few other homes to check out. Quite possibly one of a few tomorrow afternoon. One of the houses - of course, another one we really like - apparently is in a bad part of this town, as my step-father claims. I’m hoping he’s wrong, because the house looks seriously sweet. Not nearly as many bathrooms, no pool, and only a two-car garage, but I think it would do. (That was sarcasm, by the way. The house we lost was so out of our league it wasn’t even funny. This house is still huge… 2,300 sq. feet!) We still decided on checking it out, despite my step-father’s warnings. We want to see the area with our own two (erm, four) eyes. I plan on taking lots of pictures so I can share and debate for countless hours in the comfort of my own home.

I have a feeling this is what will fill the posts of my journal until we find our new home. I apologize for the rambling in advance, because I have no doubt it will become quite tiring and redundant.

Right now I’m just trying to keep myself calm and not think about it, because the thought of seeing a house for the first time in a town I’ve never been in before makes me highly anxious.

I will just focus on the fact that I will be getting my hair done tomorrow morning, first thing. I’m so happy I could cry… and that’s sad.