I haven’t shared a lot of the story of our house buying process, mostly because it was so stressful to experience, and I kinda believe in keeping this a positive space, but even though it was a stressful story, in the end it was a lesson in how to make good things happen.

So, here is the short story.

Last March we found a house we loved.  We put in an offer, darn close to asking, and were keen to move in quick.  We loved it, it was perfect.

We got a response back that there was no way the owner would be able to move out in less than a year, and the only way we were going to be able to buy the house was to build that into the offer.

Wha??  I don’t get it?

So we walked away and kept looking. And looking and looking, but this one house just stuck with us.

We talked ourselves into this new offer, with the rent back for the old owner, and trusted that Karma would deliver. We built in a reward for every month the old owner (soon to be tenant) left the house before the end date of the lease.

Fast forward 12 months later.

We have been “paying” for this home since July, and paying more that we would have had we not built in the rent back offer (since it was now considered an “income property” and our mortgage rates changed because of that)

We were tired, and had spent 12 months “Looking at the positives” none of which seemed to be us in our new house.

We didn’t feel like we owned a home, even though we did.  We were working every weekend getting the acreage prepped for our chickens, and dogs and rabbits, and kids who like to run around barefoot, with no feeling of satisfaction.  We would walk around our property and feel like strangers.

We were filled right to the tippy top with stress, not really knowing if it was all going to work out in the end. So many questions, so many sleepless nights.

And then it happened.  It worked out.

Driving that moving truck down the driveway for the first time was mind blowing. I was dancing in my seat, almost crying at our luck, good fortune and the hard work we had done that was finally, actually paying off.

The risks, the saving, the working hard . .  all of it, worth it at that very moment.

and then when Hubby carried us ALL over the threshold, ready to start our new life together, my heart almost burst. We were walking in, staking claim, exploring every nook and cranny. It was OURS.

And as usual, Karma did pay us back for being patient.  Not how we expected, by letting us into the house months early, but we still got some karma love.  The previous owner, our previous tenant for the past 10 months, left us some furniture.  Beautiful pieces, heritage and antique, and each one a future project that I will share with you here as I refinish and welcome into our space.

So, the moral of the story?  You will get your “just desserts”, and walk into each moment in life knowing that. Be patient and wait, because the universe usually delivers what you NEED, not want you are wanting most.

We are here, we are dropping roots, we are ready to start our life.