The past month has been beyond crazy. I spontaneously decided to buy a house with little to no forethought right before I went on a vacation to Canada. Then right after I got back it was a Thanksgiving road trip over the state line to Milwaukee & a school friend passed away that morning after a 5+ year battle with cancer. He’d just turned 40.
Back from WI, juggling the house purchase, work, month-end, the cold, packing, and it’s all been a bit much.
I’ve convinced myself I can get this done on my own because I’m a big girl. On the inside, all I want is to crawl up in a pair of arms, sob for a while and have someone tell me it’s all going to be ok, while they play with my hair and feed me wine.
Buying a house is about the craziest thing I’ve done because I don’t stay in one place. I move. It’s my thing. This changes that. This is what happens when you binge-watch home renovation programs on Netflix.
It was literally a case of 4 hour ‘Fixer-Upper’ marathon, sitting thinking ‘huh….. I want a new bathroom. I hate my bathroom. I should get a house. Can I buy a house? How much is a house? Will the bank give me money for a house? I should check. Click click to send a query to the bank, 20 mins later a phone call, and 40 mins after that a soft pre-approval offer for how much I could afford.
Went online, found a pretty house, clicked for more info, agent called, nope, wrong area for you lady, but I have these options. Organised a viewing, put an offer on the first one I saw (after viewing 3 others, I went back to house #1), bank owned, they dragged their feet, I got bored, found another house, put in an offer, accepted within the hour. 4 days to get all the paperwork in to the bank because I was going to Canada. What should have taken 2 weeks, the lender turned around in 4 days. God bless that man! A few wobbles while I was in Canada, so some creative problem-solving, juggling paperwork cross-border, god bless Skype and it was sorted.
Done and done. And here we are. Zero planning and I’m going to be a home-owner in 2 weeks.
So in a nutshell, my $9.99 monthly subscription to Netflix caused me to buy a house. Well damn Skippy…. I need a drink. Could not make this shit up.
