Hunting

Took a 4 hour cancel this evening, so we got to drive around some neighborhoods and check out houses before it got dark. So far, we have definitely found that pictures do lie as it seems only one out of 10 or 15 houses we drive past will actually be worth looking inside. So far we have one front runner in the all-around competition:



I really, really want to tour this house STAT. The pics of the interior are good but I need to see how it flows! It's in a decent neighborhood (walking distance to the Italian market!) and close to just about everything. My only concerns are that the bedrooms will be very, very small and it could have been built with Chinese drywall (what with it being built in 2004 and all). We both really like it and it's hard to not get my hopes up that it's as good as it seems.

There's another house that I like (though Mark's not too impressed) that's in a less desirable location, and is much, much older and not very attractive from the outside. The kitchen, however...


Love. So. We need to get a realtor and start looking inside some places. I did email one person today, so we shall see what happens with that.

All of a sudden I feel much more grown up. It was an instantaneous realization last week. Here we are, at the beginning of the distal end of 20-somethingness and we won't just be the apartment-dwelling perpetual college students. Now we may soon be home-owning professionals. RN. College instructor. Eventually we'll both have master's degrees or even doctorates. We're still young but it makes me feel old.