So I have been in Maine three months now. I have been looking for a home to purchase. This is a big step for me since I am a diehard renter. I have finally decided a place to “home base” from and this is good as any. I looked at everything available in my area, in my price range, and ever lowering standards. I couldn’t find my ideal house in the country and have decided that a simple, in town home will suit my needs at this time.
I have been relying on my mother as a sounding board. She has had so much experience purchasing homes since we have moved around so much. However, the more I ask for her advice the less she is willing to be supportive. She began to give half answers and snide comments. I was really beginning to bring me down. I was starting to be deeply distressed.
I have made my decision. I feel so good in the choice. It isn’t the perfect place but really who’s first home is that perfect place. It will be a home. It will be great. I can continue to seek out the perfect place. Until then it will be HOME; MY house. And you are all welcome to visit!
Now starts the fun part with everyone looking for their pound. Why do I have to go through 15 people just to buy a home. The stress is driving me crazy and what makes it more difficult is I am working nights. Hard to sleep all day and still get all this taken care of. But it is coming. I am getting it squared away. Sigh….