Thanks to WP’s known issue, it didn’t go. Here is some delayed future-first-time-homeowner angst for you.
I’m still waiting – anxiously waiting! – for my HUD inspector to get back to me with a list of things that have to be done to get this house into condition where HUD will be OK with me moving in to it. The list will also have a lot of my wishes on it, priced out. I’m guessing that a lot of my wishes will remain just that – wishes. That’s fine by me. I’m not trying to turn Elephant Culo into some HGTV dream house.
This will be, Lord willing and the creek don’t rise, my first house. I’ve been a renter, a roommate, a couch-crasher, and for nine short months, a dorm resident up to this point. While I have champagne tastes (and caviar dreams!), my expectations are a lot lower than that. I want to get this house safe and clean and move the hell in.
I hope that’s not too much to ask. I hope the big expenses aren’t bigger than my budget. Hope, hope, hope, wish, wish, wish, pray, pray, pray.