Well I found the perfect house, the house of my dreams. It had hardwood floors, a pool, a cute backyard, a bay window in back (with a bench for reading) a good sized kitchen, everything. Did I mention that it was not only IN our price range, but BELOW it? Yes the perfect house, for 16,000 less than our anticipated price.
Someone stole it.
And I hate them for it.
I know we'll find one eventually, but I'm just so frustrated that it seems that every time I find a house that I really like and can see us in, someone else gets it.
On a side note, it snowed today, Lex got to see snow for the very first time, he didn't seem to care. The dogs were not impressed. Guess they aren't gonna be snow dogs.