This Old House... is a pain in the ass

So nothing is going as planned with the house. Things keep breaking or not working right. A few people are helping out as much as they can but for the most part I'm there alone.

I haven't taken one picture of my house so far.

Grande Pikes Place and a Grande Black Iceed Tea.

I had coffee and tea tonight. I'm going to be up all night.

I've written this blog 4 different times.

I think I want to go on a date.

I'm Buying A House

The final paper work will be signed tomorrow.

The house is small and it needs some work but it will be mine. I don't really need anything bigger. It's old and it's downtown and that's all I really wanted.

The cool thing about buying a house (at least the way I look at it) is that it's not that permanent. I can rent it out if I can't or don't want to live there. I can sell it in a few years when the market picks up and have money to put down on a house in Portland. Portland being where I would like to eventually end up.

Don't get me wrong, this experience has been terrifying. But here I am. I'm doing it. This is me not living in fear. This is me standing up for something I want.

Speaking of standing up... I voted for the first time. I'm 100% sure I would have been happy with the results of the election if I didn't. Voting just makes it feel that much better.

The sad part about moving to my house will be not seeing Isabel every day. I've only known her for 7 weeks but I already love her. A lot.

And how can I not...