We found the perfect house. Perfect. It's more than enough room for my family to live in, and host holidays, and even have my parents move in, if and when they ever need to. It would be my forever home.
We got approved for about 87% of the costs... our mortgage would cover 87%.... and my parents agreed to help us come up with the down payment...but that amount just got a bit bigger than we anticipated.... smaller than our worst fear, but bigger than what we originally thought.... so now we present the options to my parents...and we wait to find out how much they can swing.... and if it's too much, then we are done for now. I can't take this again... we will wait at least another year to even start looking. Part of me hopes my parents say it isn't doable for them, because they have given me everything I ever could have dreamed of in my life....and I feel like a shlub and a horrible person for even asking... and part of me prays they say yes, because it would give me a place that they could come to anytime they needed.
So that's where we are....and now we wait.
Oh - I hate the waiting. Here's hoping you have peace until you find out one way or the other...
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