Ta-Da!

On Friday, Adam and I made an offer on a gorgeous house.
A 1600 sq. foot, 2 story, 3 bedroom, 2 bathroom house.
ANNND... the offer was accepted (without being countered!) by the owners.

Hot-diggity!  We are so blessed.  This house is LITERALLY everything we wanted in a home.  Down to the exterior paint color; and we never thought we would be able to afford a house like this.  Not in a million years.

The home is short sale, so now the offer that we made goes to the owners' bank for processing and acceptance. This process could take anywhere from 2 weeks to 6 months.  But we're in it to win it.

Here are the photos of the house... there aren't any pictures of the upstairs yet.

On another note... It boggles my mind that agencies don't use hi-resolution photos on their websites. They must know something I don't.

   

 
 

 

    

Bravery

Confession time: in case you don't know... I'm a super big nerd.  I love mythological creatures.  I think that dragons really existed.  I daydream about seeing (or being) a mermaid.  I believed in Santa Claus till I was twelve.  And I love a good science-fictiony book. (I would say "fantasy book"... but that would conjure up all kinds of unsavory images).
Phew.  With that confession out of the way, I can move on.
I am re-reading Chronicles of Narnia for the billionth time (all out of order.  C.S. Lewis would probably scold me.  I started with The Voyage of the Dawn Treader because I was so peeved by the most recent movie that I just simply HAD to read it to make sure that the book was no where near that bad.  Thankfully, it was as wonderful as I remembered - and was just unfortunately hacked to bits by Disney.)(See what I mean?  N-E-R-D.)  This time around, I am realizing more and more that these beautiful books are all about bravery.
One of my favorite quotes from "The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe" is:

"Peter did not feel very brave; indeed, he felt he was going to be sick.  

But that made no difference to what he had to do.  

He rushed straight up to the monster and aimed a slash of his sword at its side."

I always thought that bravery was feeling victorious and pumped up.  But the older I get, the more I realize that most of the time, we don't feel brave.  That, however, doesn't change the fact that we must act.  

Because if we don't act, we'll miss our adventure.  And then we won't have any good stories.  And where's the fun in that?  I'll tell you... nowhere.