Home?

After countless hours sitting on my posterior driving through countless neighborhoods looking at countless houses after scanning countless ads and making countless phone calls, I think that maybe, just maybe, I found it. It's not exactly in the community that was my first choice and the layout isn't just exactly what I thought I was looking for, but it's nice. Other than compromising on the location, my only real complaints about it are the carpet (I have 2 girls with horrible allergies and carpet is not our best friend) and the size of the bedrooms. I'm taking Rosemary next week to see it. We'll be measuring rooms and walls, trying to figure out what furniture we may leave behind and where things are likely to be placed. Then I'll be making that security deposit, which makes it all real.