Home sweet home

For the past 4 months, Joe and I have been on an emotional roller coaster also known as, home buying. Holy mother of pearl, no one could ever have prep me for it, and I know this is only the cusp of adulthood. (shivers) We've put bids on houses only to find out they were duds, we lost bids, we missed bids, we almost put in some bids.. only to find out we were behind 15 other people who loved the same house. Anyways, I can literally talk for hours about how draining, stressful and downright frustrating searching for a home is. But that's not productive. What I do want to write about is how gracious I am to those who have been there to help dust me off, to wipe my tears and celebrate and mourn every step of the way. I want to specifically want to say how incredibly grateful I am to my partner through it all, Joe. I look at him and just know he has our best interest always. He's strong enough to support us in every facet, and I'm so proud to say that I get to spend the rest of my days with him. I get to wake up and hang out with my best friend, I get to start fun DIY projects in our home together. The thought of going through life with him is pretty exciting and I couldn't have asked for anyone else to compliment me in this journey. So, here we are, today is the day we get the keys to our first home together... and I can't wait because I know this is only the beginning.

...and so help me jeezus, if this doesn't go through, I'm considering permanent apartment living till I die.