*EEEE* (updated)

I'm so excited
and I just can't hide it.

(stick that in your juice box and suck it)

Well, I OFFICIALLY put an offer on a house.

*EEEEE*

Said offer is to be presented to the seller today.

*EEEEE*

As I've mentioned we been through a lot of houses and they were, let's see, um HORRIBLE. As we were leaving yet another assault on our health of a house, we spotted a For Sale By Owner sign that had just been erected that day.

*EEEEE*

We called the number as we sat in the drive way and the lady was kind enough to come right over to show us the house. As we walked through the house I had an overwhelming sense of whoa, this house is the nicest we've seen. I was giddy, but their price was at my max of what I could afford.

Riding the tidal wave of house hunting, I was riding high and overly excited. My beautiful, loving and smart realtor told me to sleep on it and we had scheduled two more showings at other FSBOs.

When I went home, of course I didn't sleep well, the dollar signs were popping in and out of my consciousness. After viewing the other two FSBOs I had a decision to make.

I drove my Mom by the FSBO for which we now know as Peed Bush (to explain shortly), she and Bubba exited the vehicle to peek in the windows. The weather was dicey, to say the least.

As the skies turned green, not like yak Nickelodeon green, but an eery green yellow booger color things started flying around my Mom and Bubs. A small branch seemed to swirl past their heads, but Bubba really had to pee.

Lucky boy, pulled down trow and peed right on the bush as the weather started getting more creepy, hence the name now of Peed Bush. When the small branch did it's dance over the front lawn Mom said, "I think you better hurry up dude, this weather doesn't look good!"

Barely zipped my Mom got Bubs back in the van and slammed her door shut just as we heard a huge POP! Pulling out of the driveway we seen trees all downed on the road behind us.

Long story short (if that's possible) barely a block away the tornado had slammed itself into the roof of the middle school and ripped it down to the steel beams. BARELY A BLOCK AWAY FROM WHERE WE WERE SITTING.

Buggy giggles that we already have memories there at Peed Bush. My best friend and I giggled that maybe that was a sign to look at the house more closely, or it was a sign that we're morons being outside peeking in windows. Regardless, it was a sign of sorts.

This week I took my stepdad through the house for his personal and professional opinion on Peed Bush, after his stamp of approval and ideas of remodeling I had my realtor write up a purchase agreement.

Today! Today she will present the offer to the seller, today I will have an answer on if our Peed Bush memories will continue or be stopped in their tracks. Today I will know if the tornado like emotions will be halted or blow my roof off.

Technically she will have 24 hours to either counter or reject my offer, but for dramatic effect, TODAY IS THE DAY YO.

Oh, Peed Bush on Tornado Alley, shall you be the home of our dreams and house our future trials and tribulations? Please say I do.

*UPDATED, SHE ACCEPTED THE OFFER!!!! I AM A HOMEOWNER!!! Now comes all the inspections!!!