God bless Tom Petty. He knew what he was talking about. The waiting really is the hardest part.

Since moving to Nebraska this past December, Steven and I have been looking for a house. Of course, we knew we couldn’t afford to buy one right away. Moving is a big expense, and it takes time to get settled and figure out a budget and save up some money in a new place. But we were determined because, let’s face it, after owning your own home, it’s hard to go back to being a renter.

It’s the little things about renting that drive me up a wall, things like not being able to install a doggy door when your dog is obsessed with going outside 55 times a day to chase squirrels and rabbits in the yard. Or having to call your landlord because your basement flooded (three times), and then having to wait two days for him to come over and assess the damage and try to fix the problem. Sure these things can be a bit of a headache when you’re a homeowner, but at least they’re your headache and you can deal with them on your own terms without having to wait for someone else.

So, we decided to take the plunge.

After spending the past 10 months looking at hundreds of houses (and that is no exaggeration, just ask my poor tired husband ).

In that time, we have seen the good, the bad, and the ugly along the way, we finally found the one place that just feels like home. So, this morning, we put an offer in on the house.

And now…we wait…

Ugh! I hate waiting.

Wish us luck!

About the Author Lori Romano

I am a writer, photographer, wife, mother, dog owner, half-assed housekeeper and a self-proclaimed coffee and chocolate addict. One day, I will write a book.

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