|I promise this picture doesn't even do it justice.|
We were seriously considering putting an offer down on it. The thought of losing that house brought physical stress to my body and tears to my eyes - that's how much I liked it. There were definite drawbacks, though. Like:
- We don't have the cash right now.
- The street doesn't have the canopy of trees that we like.
- We wouldn't be able to fully furnish it for a while.
- It would set us back a few more years from our goals.
- And a few other small things.
But all of the negatives weren't phasing me. I wanted that house. Michael did, too, which surprised me because he's usually stronger than me when it comes to impulse buying.
Then Michael reminded me of something I said a while back. I was saying how we were so naive when we decided to start having kids, thinking that we needed a house right away. We could have stayed in an apartment for another two years and gotten to our goals more quickly. It all worked out good, though, because we got a house across the street from his mom, so in that regard the timing was perfect. But strictly financially speaking, we should have waited.
Well, now we're in that first position, the simpler situation. We could get the pretty house, and it would probably be fine but tough for a few years. But we would probably look back and say, "Man, we could have just stayed in our little house for a little longer, and we'd be so much closer to our goals."
Thinking about that future regret that we might feel took all of the pain of letting go of that perfect house away. I'm sure another one will come along when we're ready for it, and it will be so sweet when it does. But until then I'm going to keep my eyes on the prize and our research is over!