A few months ago, we found our dream house.
As we drove up the road to the house, I got the “this is it” feeling in my gut. Just being in the neighborhood felt like home. It was a little cabin in the woods and it was exactly what I’d wanted. The kind of house that you don’t need to take a vacation from because you'd always feel like you were on a mountain retreat. We walked around the woods and looked around the house imagining our lives there: dinner on the back patio, morning coffee on the front porch, sleepovers that our boyo would have there. I literally leapt around the driveway before we pulled away, and we went home to tell our realtor that we had found it. We were ready to put in an offer.
We didn’t get the house.Read More