Okay. Seriously. Buying a house is like trying to solve a multivariable system of equations. Except that you have one less equation than variable. As such, there are an infinite number of true solutions, leaving you the hard work of finding the truest answer for you. Even if a few of the variables have had their values set, there is always a balancing act between the rest that remain.
I have never had so much excitement and so much frustration from any other endeavor.
Three months of making lists of houses, looking at houses, and scratching houses off the list. Two months of mulling over a few possibles. One month of trying to get pre-approval and offer letter ready. The excitement built.
Until, of course, in a Jeckyll-and-Hyde-like maneuver, the market suddenly removed the house just before we went to make our offer.
So now, Man and I are back to square one: Lists of houses.
The math stills my anxious heart. A little. Our truest value may still be unknown, but at least one more variable has a determined value. Or, as my mom said: Now we have a little more wind in our sails.
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