Today was supposed to be exciting! Today was supposed to be the day that my husband and I would make an offer on the house of our dreams. Instead, in the midst of getting ready this morning, my phone rang and it was our realtor. I immediately thought that:
a) our realtor had mistaken our meeting time
or
b) she was calling with bad news.
Unfortunately it was b! Michael took the call since I was blow drying my hair. I could tell by his facial expressions that it wasn't good news. Being the spaz that I am, I thought someone else had put in an offer and the homeowners had accepted it. Thankfully, that was not the case but I didn't find out until about 30 minutes later when the call with our realtor ended. Apparently, the loan we are using (that took weeks to find and is already extremely extensive and particular) JUST changed their guidelines/requirements again. So now, instead of needing only one construction bid like we had originally thought-- we now need two. We also have a list of additional information that must be included with our offer. ::sigh::
Despite how frustrating this is-- we refuse to get discouraged. The relationship between my husband and myself is so funny and balanced in a way that I could never have anticipated. It always works out that when he gets discouraged, I get determined. When I am down, he is such a source of strength. I think this is such an important aspect of a relationship... ANY relationship. Two people seeing the glass half empty can't be constructive. After dinner tonight, Michael told me that he's getting very tired of this process and that he'd like to have a house within the next two years (loaded with sarcasm!). Tonight, after we got back home, I researched remodeling companies online and called one to set up an appointment for an estimate. I have so much faith that this will all work out the way it is supposed to. The older I get, the more I realize that I have to hand it over to God. I am a micro-manager. Sometimes it's a good quality. Sometimes it is a quality that drives me (and everyone around me) crazy. I know though, that nothing is accomplished by dwelling or obsessing. So here I am- doing what I can do and happily handing the rest over. Praying and praying some more.
Enough about the house situation! My night at work went so well. It was a much needed confidence boost. All of the people on evenings are such nice people. It was very easy to get along with them which is nice for the new kid on the block ; ) While I really enjoyed the staff, I'm still crossing my fingers for night shift!
Unfortunately it was b! Michael took the call since I was blow drying my hair. I could tell by his facial expressions that it wasn't good news. Being the spaz that I am, I thought someone else had put in an offer and the homeowners had accepted it. Thankfully, that was not the case but I didn't find out until about 30 minutes later when the call with our realtor ended. Apparently, the loan we are using (that took weeks to find and is already extremely extensive and particular) JUST changed their guidelines/requirements again. So now, instead of needing only one construction bid like we had originally thought-- we now need two. We also have a list of additional information that must be included with our offer. ::sigh::
Despite how frustrating this is-- we refuse to get discouraged. The relationship between my husband and myself is so funny and balanced in a way that I could never have anticipated. It always works out that when he gets discouraged, I get determined. When I am down, he is such a source of strength. I think this is such an important aspect of a relationship... ANY relationship. Two people seeing the glass half empty can't be constructive. After dinner tonight, Michael told me that he's getting very tired of this process and that he'd like to have a house within the next two years (loaded with sarcasm!). Tonight, after we got back home, I researched remodeling companies online and called one to set up an appointment for an estimate. I have so much faith that this will all work out the way it is supposed to. The older I get, the more I realize that I have to hand it over to God. I am a micro-manager. Sometimes it's a good quality. Sometimes it is a quality that drives me (and everyone around me) crazy. I know though, that nothing is accomplished by dwelling or obsessing. So here I am- doing what I can do and happily handing the rest over. Praying and praying some more.
Enough about the house situation! My night at work went so well. It was a much needed confidence boost. All of the people on evenings are such nice people. It was very easy to get along with them which is nice for the new kid on the block ; ) While I really enjoyed the staff, I'm still crossing my fingers for night shift!
Our one year wedding anniversary is on Saturday! It is so surreal that an entire year has passed. I can't believe we'll be in NY on our anniversary. We can't wait! Okay, we can, but only for a few more days ; )
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