Not typical for my little Type-A personality, but I'm chalking it up to a mental health week (or three). Sadly, it's coming to an end all too soon, but with such a smaller workload next term, I'm not dreading going back as much as winter term, and we got a lot done over break!
I started delivering invitations (still have a mountain to fold, stuff, and label though..), had two bridal showers (they deserve a post of their own, with pictures!), BOUGHT A HOUSE, and started on some big "real-life decisions". Oh, and did I mention I graduated from my university?
Minor details right?!
I finished my Psychology & Geriatric degree two weeks ago. It was anticlimactic: I has a stranger take a picture of me with my final, turned in the biggest project of my life (a 9-month empirical research study), and then bought myself a coffee to celebrate... Party.
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| Finally a grad! [The red lips are to distract you from the sleepless-eyes] |
After I got home, the first Saturday, we went to look at a house I loved online and D had already seen and wanted to share with me. We fell in love with it and all of its weirdness (more on that later). We put in an offer and they told us it was too low and wouldn't accept. They countered out of our budget, so we verbally offered them our max (which was still a decent way under their counter). When it still wasn't enough, we walked away, and decided to keep looking. Unbeknownst to us, our realtor also wrote up our verbal offer and attached a beautiful letter about how we as soon-to-be newlyweds and literally offering everything we had, which she sent over Monday. Less than 5 hours later (while in the middle of Men's Warehouse...) we got a call saying they had changed their minds and accepted our offer! We were so overwhelmed and feeling so blessed... The first house we actually offered on (and we only really looked at a handful of houses), and 5 hours after our offer, we were accepted. Now, as we work though financing, inspections (today!), and the myriad of other hoops to jump through, we know it isn't OURS yet, but it already feels like home.
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| Our first home! More pictures to follow! |
Milo and I sit down every morning and have our coffee and quiet while she naps under the blankets and I read my book... It's one of my favorite parts of the day, and going to be very absent when I head back to school.
I can't complain though. Plus, when I finish this term, I come home for good, get a husband, a house, and the life I've been breaking my neck working towards. But, it is hard to leave D and our cute new home and Milo's curly tail all behind. I still have this weekend (Easter) and a few days, so I'm just trying to soak it up while I can. Can't wait to share all of the pictures from our house and the showers! I've been incredibly blessed these last few weeks.
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