Life, At Home
I cannot believe we're homeowners. It wasn't something I thought I wanted when we met. It wasn't something he'd even considered. I'm so ridiculously proud of us. He keeps reminding me how much of the process only worked because of the effort I've put in and the things I've accomplished- thank you, VA home loan- and, honestly, yeah, keep telling me that. Maybe someday it'll really process in my brain. So much of the paperwork only had my name on it that I'm kind of- is there even a word for that feeling? I came home after we closed and told our dogs that we bought them a house. My oldest, who seems to understand more than should be possible, actually did a happy dance, which about made me cry. I have a home of my own, and I could not be more grateful.