(I started this post right before we closed on our house, then forgot to finish writing – I’m guessing because I got distracted by Pinterest or HGTV.  Since I started this entry, we have fixed up what we needed to in order to move in and we have spent two whole nights here. I’ll be posting my thoughts and ramblings about the updating process (and pictures!) in the coming days and weeks.)

When we decided to move, our plan was to “double-up” with my mom for a few months, six months max.  A few months quickly became six, and then six months developed into (almost) a year.
But hopefully, that is all about to change.

Ladies and gentlemen, we found a house.

She’s a beaut. A 1965 brick ranch packed to the gills with colorful carpet, wallpaper, pastel ceramic tile, and a half-mirrored wall. I am so excited to be in our own place that I’m actually looking forward to the long days of hard labor that are in my immediate future. I’ve compared costs and made spreadsheets and shopping lists. We’ve picked out paint samples, then picked new colors when I changed my mind.  We’ve mentally moved in and rearranged our furniture at least a dozen times.