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Friday, April 23, 2010

Shall We Get Married?

It is a lot like dating.  House hunting.  We've been through at least ten homes over the course of the year.  I have personally driven by at least *two hundred* in the last two years.  Some we were serious about, some were just the cute boy who asked to have coffee.  "Ah, what the heck?  Why not?"  At times we were really in the mood to find "the one."  Other days we just didn't really care.  Life was just fine as it was.  We liked ourselves and our lives as it was.

Recently, we started to date a few places with a hint towards exclusivity.  Returning again and again to see what depth and possibility we could mine.  In more than one instance we had to look beyond appearances.  Sometimes there was nothing lasting beneath the shiny sinks.  Some of them didn't even shower for our second 'date.'

In the end, we are dating two or three of them.  And like possible spouses, none of them are perfect.  Each has its unique quirks.  Can we live with small bathrooms, more than a small back yard?  How old is it again?  Ohhh, but we really like its neighborhood.  How about this school verses that one?  Is the road noise more important than a nice floor plan?  And then, is that one really worth the cost?  Can we give away that much of ourselves?

We picked one yesterday.  We are waiting to see if it likes us back.  (It doesn't look promising.)

2 comments:

Colette said...

It is such a stressful and *all consuming* task to be putting in offers on places, etc. Good luck with all - may you stay calm and focused and the "close to perfect one" date YOU :-)

Love ya - thinking of you and hoping for the BEST for you guys!

juliemac_29 said...

Oy. We looked at houses for six months. And in a serious, "I want to get married" way. I'm pretty sure we saw every single house in our price range and in the neighborhoods we preferred. And even some that didn't fit that qualification. Put offers on what, three? Only to have them declined. I decided in mid-November I was over it until spring. The day after, our realtor called and told us about one more house. I only went to be nice.

And that's where we've lived for four years now.

It's exhausting. Best of luck!