Guess what I'm doing

Last Sunday Sara sent me an email asking for my address. I've gotten several of those lately, but this one is getting close so I had to respond with a double response on that.  And it made me remember how I still haven't written about all this.  So I'm going to start with posting a copy of what I wrote to her:

So, this fall the idea of buying something really started growing from a little idea to a more urgent idea.  And then in November/Decmeber it became more and more compelling. I would think, okay well I'll just look into real estate agents--no commitment in that.  And as soon as I would it was like DO the next step NOW.  So I'd think, well there's no real commitment in looking at options.  So I would.  And then again this compelling, Okay--do this or that or whatever came next.  So anyway, one step at a time (way more quickly than I anticipated) I found myself making an offer on a place, which got accepted right before Christmas.  And we're working through all the financial/legal stuff now.  Which means I'm not as much in the picture right now.  Good.  But I am so ready to move in.  I try really hard not think about it, but it takes serious effort not to spend all my time day dreaming about it and looking for furniture and and and.  If it falls through (which is unlikely, but I'm uber paranoid about it--that's what happens when your knowledge of house buying and contracts comes from law school classes!), I will be devastated.  Which is why I try not to think about it too much.  

Since that email I have sent a hundred papers to people and freaked out a little and chased my tail a few times and finally got the news:  We're scheduled to close on January 28 (two days ahead of schedule).

People, I am going to OWN a HOME!  Let's put that into perspective.  I have never once in my entire life lived in what I'm going to call a "owned home."  Of course someone owned them, but not me and not my family.  I've rented rooms and stayed with family in owned homes, but I didn't own them.  Nor did my parents when I "belonged" with them.  My parents have never owned a home--it doesn't aid the nomadic lifestyle (they didn't even rent half the homes we lived in during my growing up--homes came as part of my father's pay).  So it's a really big, grown-up, (trying not think about scary) thing for me.  WEIRD, is what it is.  But hey, you know what, I'm an attorney--and that's even weirder, but it hasn't hurt me, so I think I'll be okay.

Back to telling about the decision (related to what I told Sara), I can't properly express how incredibly smoothly this whole process has gone once I started following the impressions.  Despite my caution and natural resistance.  How very, very right it has felt.  The Spirit has guided me along so very much.  Miracles have happened.  And while I was kind of trying to hold back, the Spirit has propelled me along and I know that I am supposed to be where I'm going.  It's impossible to explain, but I know.  Which makes me excited for it.

So, yep, that's the big happening in my life.  Earlier blog posts, when I wanted to say things but wanted to give some context (which I wasn't willing to take time for)---on Saturday, 20 December I saw the condo that I knew was the right place.  Sunday I got released from my calling.  Monday I made an offer on that condo.  So the release came in a time of other craziness--and was an interesting twist because I'm moving out of my ward; hadn't thought it would matter but suddenly it did.   (It's been kind of nice not to have a calling while I deal with all the busy-ness of this house buying business.)
Also, the other big "first" on the 1st  was that I went had watched the inspection on the condo.  Such an odd morning--started out by watching an inspection (I'm buying a home-wow, wow, wow), a few hours later sleeping in the emergency room.  Not my usual day. 

And yes, what else?  I'll tell you more about the house when it's actually mine.  I'm feeling less paranoid than I was a week ago--but mostly that's because I'm doing a better job ignoring it. :)  (Okay, and more pieces have fallen into place; that helps.)

That's me.  Just trying to keep life interesting.