Cross Your Fingers

I've gotten so sucked into the house hunting and all of the stress and frustration that I haven't posted in a while. I've called it my house hunting hell. It seems like you look and look for one sapphire in a pile of crappers. Let me tell you we've seen some "special" homes. After 6 weeks and dragging two very crabby, tortured little boys all over Spokane, we finally found our home. I think I'm supposed to feel relieved now, but escrow is a giant waiting game, and I am not good at waiting. I flip from anxiety over some potential bank disaster, and panic when I realize I will no longer be able to call my landlord so he can come fix things when he feels like it. I can't wait to finally be able to do what I want with a place. And Dave and I are secretly relishing the opportunity to finally put our little force of indentured servants to work. Hopefully by the end of April we will be homeowners.