This happened in our lives recently.
We bought a house.
It was a stressful couple of weeks of not knowing if the loan had been approved or not, but when the call came through saying 'yes', well I'm pretty sure you could have seen the weight being lifted from our shoulders.
We don't move for another six weeks and the excitement is growing. It is a beautiful house and ticked all our boxes of what we were looking for. We didn't think we could achieve what we had on our (invisible) list with a budget set in mind but, well, we did.
The thing with MrL and I is that we know what we want. We had only looked in one other house, which was a display home for sale, but it was way out of our budget so it wasn't thought about again. For some reason or another, this house appeared in our feed from real-estate.com. We had both been looking for months, perhaps even a year, at what was out there and what area we wanted to live in. This house was a little out of the area we both thought we would perhaps live, but I am pretty sure it was meant to be. I went to the Open House with the girls, as MrL was at work. I knew as soon as I walked in that 'this is it'. When MrL returned from work the following week, we organised a private viewing which got nods all around. A day of negotiating, a sleepless night and then it was a phone call from the agent saying, yep and then the true stress arrived. (Hate dealing with any financial institutes!)
So now this dream is a reality. A quiet suburban street, a beautiful five year old house, our own pool, lovely little backyard and four bedrooms. And a sewing/study nook. It is not a large house by any means, but very much perfect for us. As much as I love our apartment, we have most definitely out grown it. (It was perfect for the three of us, but now as a family of four, not so much).
(The following photos have been lifted from the Internet)
Roll on October.