Good things come to those who wait

It finally came:  the call.  We are getting the house.  Our house. 

We're excited, nervous, and talking about the house every second we can.  We're discussing paint colors, furniture options, and the biggest change:  Scott and I finally get our own room.  Yes, that's right, we've been sharing a room with either Noel or Juliet for the past 2 1/2 years (due to sleep problems of our toddler--future blog coming on that lovely topic).  And as much as we love our little girls, we're excited to have our own space. 

We made the offer seven months ago.  Seven months!  Most of our belongings are in storage, and we only kept out summer clothes, thinking we would close by August, or September at the latest.  Last week, we had to unload half the storage unit to find warm pants and coats for our family.  And somewhere in that storage unit are two giraffe costumes the girls should be wearing on Halloween.  I packed them because I was sure we would be in the house for Halloween.   Obviously, I shouldn't have had a predetermined timeline about a shortsale. 

We close on Tuesday, and we'll be painting and getting the house ready to move in.  It's a great house, but the wallpaper in the bathroom needs changing...

Besides that, we love the house!  (I'm sure we'll be loving Lowe's as well!)

There are some amazing things about the house.  The house sits up on a bluff, and we'll never have anyone blocking our view to Antelope Island.  The back of the yard borders a park, and I already know we'll be spending many, many days there.  And for all those reasons--and a bunch more--we didn't give up on this short sale.  (If you are thinking about moving next summer, you may want to start looking at short sales now!)

(pictures of the house AFTER the paint jobs to be posted soon!)