Deep trouble. Deep love. Deep excitement. Deep....it's-not-official-so-I-shouldn't-be-this-excited deep.
Keeping my lips sealed is something I am virtually incapable of doing. Planning and executing a surprise birthday party for Jesse almost three years ago has and will probably always be the best I will ever be at keeping quiet on something. I basically had to break up with him to keep the secret. Rather difficult considering we were living together and slated to be married a few weeks later. Sorry, Jesse. We need to break up so I don't ruin your surprise party.
Why am I saying all this???
Because we bought a F'ing house and I want to shout it from the rooftops. Except we haven't truly bought the house, and it won't be official until after the closing date later this spring. And it's probably not appropriate to be so confident in this until AFTER that time. We still have the inspection on Thursday. And then an appraisal done by our lender (I think that's how it works). But that doesn't matter, right? Because......WE BOUGHT A F'ING HOUSE!! Alright, my phrasing is off. We're buying a F'ing house. OK, I will also rescind the F word. My mom hates when I use that word.
So. Proper, PC Lauren would like to tell you...we are in the process of purchasing a home. It's lovely. And wonderful. And we are going to do everything in our power to make it happen. And it will be awesome.
Along with secret keeping, I also suck poker playing and not wearing my emotions on my sleeve. I've been told these qualities are endearing. Sure. OK. Let's go with that.
WE'RE BUYING A HOUSE.
Here is a sneak peek pic (previously leaked on the Instawebs)...