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Home Ownership

Something I have always wanted, but never really thought would happen to me. For some reason, even though I am nearly 30 year old, and even though I have four children... Sometimes I feel as though I am still a child. Definately not a "grown up" by anymeans. This week though, I feel like a grown up.

About a month ago, we found out we qualified for a home loan, thanks to Tim (my loving husband) and his V.A. Benefits! So we started looking. We looked at probably 20 homes, but the second we went too, was the one that stuck in our minds. A couple weeks later, it would be the one we put an offer in on, and the one who's offer was ACCEPTED!

Inspection, all that went well. So we are now homeowners! We closed Monday. Its a very grown up feeling, walking into a home, that you OWN. Not that you rent. You own it. No one has the keys to it but YOU because its YOURS. Its a wonderful feeling. Wonderful.

So the house is nice, older and totally carpeted, totally. Still stuck in the 70's style for the most part, but we can change that, and in fact, we are! We tore up the carpet in the dinning room, and kitchen, and bathroom. We are changing the countertops, painting the cabinets, and we removed the "house and hearts" wall paper that was in the kitchen. SO currently the house looks as though we have nearly demolished it. Eleven days until we have to be out of our apartment and I am wondering WHAT IN THE HELL we have done!!!???

Soon, very soon I hope. I will be relaxing, cooking nice meals in my new kitchen. Right now though it just feels like we tore stuff up when maybe we should not have!

So I wanted to start a blog on the progress of our home, and the memories we will soon be making in it. That is what this is. It will not be fancy now, because as you can tell I am busy putting my home back together so we can live there!!!

That is the start of the crazy life of Clorie

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