So today has been the craziest day. I woke up this morning not realizing that it would be any different from the others, other than that Breanne slept through most of the night without a pacifier (we lost her last one yesterday). However, at 8:34 this morning, my day changed. A change so drastic it has the potential to change my life. Hopefully for the better. At 8:34 this morning, I received an email from a real estate agent we’ve been talking to about houses. This one was just like all the rest, go to this website, plug in this name and password, and view some great properties. Now, I’ve been through this probably 20 times, and though I’ve seen some stuff I thought I liked before, I’d always had some reservation about the home. Today, however, the home was the right size, a more reasonable price, and, the most important thing, in our ward. Since I was called into the Primary presidency two weeks ago, I really feel like we’re meant to stay where we are, in the ward (no wonder I didn’t like all those other houses! So we went to see it, at 12:30.

The house was a beautiful mess. Very well taken care of, lots of character things, like built in shelving and drawers and such, an enclosed porch, and a fantastic backyard. It needs a lot of work, though. The carpet and paint, I’m certain, need to be replaced, and some kitchen and bathroom work also needs to be done. But really, for the asking price, it was an amazing deal. Only problem was, we were definitely not the only people who thought so–there were already 3 offers in, and 2 more on the way. We were told that the seller would be reviewing all offers at 4:00, a mere what, 3 hours away? So we did one of the craziest things we’ve ever done–made an offer! That’s right, we’re potential home owners! I’m pretty ecstatic, but scared out of my mind. A small part of me wants them to turn down our offer so I don’t have to be scared, and can just continue living in our safe little apartment, in this comfortable stage of life, but the major part of me realizes that I am ready for a change. Or, at least I think I am… I just don’t know what to expect. So I’m trying not to expect anything, especially that we’ll even have our offer accepted. Though I do think we’re pretty competitive, so there is definitely a chance that it could go through. Ack! Will 6:30 tomorrow never come?!? That is when we are supposed to find out.

Here’s to hoping…