Friday was a BLUR..... Our closing was at 10 a.m. and so we met our realtor at 9:30 for our final walk through. When we got to the house all I could think was, "this is our house, this is our house, this is our house.." It was like the most racing feeling. I felt like all I was doing was staring in wonder and not really doing a "final inspection". Oops.
So then, we went to the title company and from the moment we sat down, I feel like the day went by in a blur. First I'm signing my name, and then our friend was at OUR house, popping a bottle of champagne and celebrating our first house. I mean, it was just unbelievable! We took over a few car loads of stuff with just my car but I feel like all I could do is sit and stare. This is our house! When we returned to our apartment, it was like going to a cave, I told my hubby that it was hard to be here, in this little space when we OWNED something fantastic and open a few miles from here.
I also told him thank you. Having my own home has been a dream of mine for a long long time. Not long too many years ago, someone I thought I was going to marry also bought a house with me. And then not long after the door closed on our home, he walked away with the house and I walked away to find myself and who I was independently. That lead me to meeting ME, finding ME and finding a great place where I grew as a person. And after I grew as a person, I met my hubby and well, this horse met her carriage. And the carousel keeps turning full circle and here I am, with keys to a new future and a new dream. It's a really wonderful feeling and means more than just having a space of our own.