On January 15th of this year I became a homeowner. That may not seem like a big deal to some people, but it was a very big deal to me. If you’ve read my previous post you know how my first trial at purchasing a home went…not so good. This time the process was so smooth, it was just too good to be true.
Over the past month I’ve been thinking about all that it took to get to the signing table. It was the most stressful thing I’ve ever experienced. For someone like me who has anxiety that is damn near crippling at times, signing those papers was the best and worst moment of my life.
It dawned on me in the midst of all my thoughts that it took me eight months from my original settlement date for the townhouse to my actually settlement date with the house. For those of you who are super spiritual like my mama, eight is the number of new beginnings. How cool is that? To go from a moment where I felt like a complete failure to eight months later achieving one of the biggest personal goals I’ve ever set for myself. It’s a nice feeling.
It hasn’t come without challenges though. Since being in the house I’ve had some pretty annoying things happen that at times make me feel like I made the wrong decision, but I’m so grateful for my family who keeps me grounded in the reality that shit happens (pardon me saints ). I’m sure this won’t be the end of annoying things that happen in my house, and I look forward to sharing each and every one with you guys.
Stay tuned as I attempt to decorate this place. Lord knows I was not given the gift of interior decorating.
Xoxo,
Ash, RN