So my bf and I decided to get a place together. First we thought apartment; too many people in one space, then we thought we would rent a house but I swear we only have duplexes for rent in this part of town and we're not fond of sharing. So we talked and talked seriously...if possible we going to buy a house! 
We dabbled with location but easily agreed upon that. So the first few houses we saw; we're too much, way too much, like outta your frickin mind too much! So the search continued and one day I find this house in one of those house magazines. Liked the location, price may be negotionable. Talked to the realitor, he got an A+ from the start. So we go meet him at the house and get the inside super duper tour. Now mind you, we had took a peek the night before and got the good vibes from the just the porch and back yard, and this was what we could see at 930 at night!?!
My bf is excited to meet the realitor and see the house. Me, well I'm scared! Excited yes, I'm estatic for this to be happening especially with someone that gives me shivers down my spine. We go through this house and it was sold right there and then to us. Absolutly fell in love with the house. Just up our alley, our taste! The house had sooo much unbelievable personality too it!! As we walked through the house, we were decorating and saying what we do with this room and that room! Even after we left the house, we did some maybe and if we get that house shopping at the store. Can I express any more how the house made us feel?"
Okay here's when reality starts rearing it's ugly face. I have to talk to a gentlemen about numbers and finances and see if we can actually get this to happen . And two if I do get approved, I now have to hope that the numbers this gentlemen provides will be in our range. You know the morgage and that gay happy stuff! Then we are going to make a offer on the house and see if the owners approve. There are multiple huge steps that need to be taken, that could simply
crush my heart in only a few short words!!
Sadly it just scares me.
We dabbled with location but easily agreed upon that. So the first few houses we saw; we're too much, way too much, like outta your frickin mind too much! So the search continued and one day I find this house in one of those house magazines. Liked the location, price may be negotionable. Talked to the realitor, he got an A+ from the start. So we go meet him at the house and get the inside super duper tour. Now mind you, we had took a peek the night before and got the good vibes from the just the porch and back yard, and this was what we could see at 930 at night!?!
My bf is excited to meet the realitor and see the house. Me, well I'm scared! Excited yes, I'm estatic for this to be happening especially with someone that gives me shivers down my spine. We go through this house and it was sold right there and then to us. Absolutly fell in love with the house. Just up our alley, our taste! The house had sooo much unbelievable personality too it!! As we walked through the house, we were decorating and saying what we do with this room and that room! Even after we left the house, we did some maybe and if we get that house shopping at the store. Can I express any more how the house made us feel?"
Okay here's when reality starts rearing it's ugly face. I have to talk to a gentlemen about numbers and finances and see if we can actually get this to happen . And two if I do get approved, I now have to hope that the numbers this gentlemen provides will be in our range. You know the morgage and that gay happy stuff! Then we are going to make a offer on the house and see if the owners approve. There are multiple huge steps that need to be taken, that could simply
crush my heart in only a few short words!!
Sadly it just scares me.