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Is God Saying “Don’t Buy the House?”

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We’ve had so many road blocks in the journey of buying our own home. SO many that I started wondering if God was trying to say something.

And other people were wondering the same thing. We’ve had lots of people ask us, half-jokingly, if this was a sign from God. We’ve had people who don’t even know us, but know our family and know our story, ask our family if God was trying to communicate something. And this from people who aren’t hyper-spiritual. Who don’t readily look for signs everyday.

The journey has been SO difficult, cumbersome, and frustrating, that it’s beyond explanation.

Not only has our Realtor noted that this is the worst home-buying experience he’s ever seen.

But so has our Mortgage banker.

And so has the Closing Attorney.

Yes, I said Closing Attorney.

Because we went ahead and bought the house last Thursday. :)

And you’ll see NO SIGN of buyer’s remorse from us.

“Good things come to those who wait.”

In the words of our realtor: “This is incomprehensible.”

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I don’t think I have the mental gusto to take y’all through all the details, but I’ve only written a fraction of the frustration and confusion of our house-buying on the blog. I just haven’t wanted my little corner of the net to focus on all that all the time.

I didn’t want ME to focus on all that all the time.

I ran into my realtor Wednesday afternoon. We stood there for a moment, lamenting the madness that has taken over this process. He used words like “nightmare” “never seen anything like this before” “unreal” and “incomprehensible.” My realtor is as dumbfounded and frustrated as we are.

BUT, even in the latest wave of dumbfoundification, he managed to get everyone on the same page for closing on Wednesday, Feb. 10th. (I told him I’d believe it when I walk in the meeting to sign the papers. He understood.)

And if our closing date is delayed by even ONE DAY, our loan approval will expire and we will be forced to start the loan application process all over again, tacking weeks onto this already mindblowingly long process.

So, friends, if you think of me and my corner of the world over the next few days, say a quick prayer. Or three.

I should probably write a blog post.

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nightmare day of flying? check

house-hunting? check

hanging with friends? check

good southern food? check

getting to see my parents? check

house-finding? um… well… maybe.

First, lemme say there are SO many houses for sale right now that it’s dizzying. Every neighborhood, every road, every turn. There are even people who want to sell, haven’t put the house on the market, but want us to check it out. How many did I take a look at this weekend? Probably 30.

In three days.

Is that normal? I dunno. I don’t know much right now, my brain hurts.

But, can I just say that the trip down made me even MORE excited about moving back? The record high temps left me sweating more than I’ve sweated in the past three years combined. And I’d forgotten all about the palm trees and live oaks. The spanish moss hanging down from everything, and the smell of salt water when the breeze blows just right.

Yes, it’ll be hard – so hard – to leave our incredible friends up here. And our church that we love dearly. And this last New England fall is gonna be beautiful.

But, I can’t help it. I’ve got Georgia on my mind.