One year ago, Matt proposed to me while on vacation in D.C. We were walking along the Potomac River and he pointed to a field of daffodil's that were in full bloom. After a few minutes, Matt walked over to me and proposed in an extremely romantic way. So, for Spring break, we decided to relive the moment and head back down to D.C. As cheesy as this might sound, we reenacted the whole day and it was amazing. Here is a photo from the same daffodil field that he proposed in...
Friday, March 2, 2012
I’m going to be overly dramatic for a minute here. Please excuse me while I go outside and scream, stomp my feet, and throw snow at random people. Brushes hands off. Much, much better.
Purchasing a home is driving me MAD. Why is it so difficult? Why are there bidding wars going on for a home that has been on the market for 3 months? Why is the bank taking FOREVER to get back to us on our final offer? Shouldn’t purchasing a home be a bit more pleasant than this? Matt and I are really about to throw in the towel on this particular house that we want. It has all of the criteria that we are looking for but we feel like the bank is dragging us around in circles. We put an offer in on the house on Tuesday and the next day we hear there is a bidding war going on and they want us to put in our best offer AGAIN. Are they doing this just to make more money off the house? Are there really that many people putting down offers on this house?
I’m really trying to think positive but I would hate to see this house slip through our fingers, we just know that putting down more than we can afford would not benefit us at all. So, in the meantime, we sit here quietly and wait for an answer. Well, Matt is pretty calm about it, but I think I need to go throw some more snow.