This post was supposed to be a continuation of this post. But now it’s a comeback post.
Over 2 years ago, my husband I bought a house. I was going to continue telling you everything that we had to do to get the house and everything that happened leading up to the closing, but it’s been so long now, I’ll keep it brief. When I last left you, I was going to continue this narrative by telling you about the letters I had to write the mortgage company, excusing myself and explaining how I came to have so much debt and why I deserved to have a house. I must have made a compelling argument for myself because they approved the underwriting. From there, the process went slowly but surely. There were hang ups along the way, but ultimately, we did get our home and moved in on December 3rd, 2014.
Since then, life has happened. Through it all, that job I was supposed to lose, I still have. And we’re still in this house. Day to day is usually comprised of getting up early, going to work, coming home, making dinner, trying to spend time with hobbies, some new some old, winding down by reading, going to bed, and then doing the same the next day. In fact, my life has been so routine and so mundane, I want to start blogging again, writing, updating this site, doing anything to combat the boredom. Tristan and I are no longer happy with the norm here. I will explain in later posts how we are not happy, how boredom almost killed me, and how much has happened in the last 2 years.
Anyway, I will end this post here because it’s such a different end from the beginning. Until the next one.