Marriage, check. Buying a house? CHECK.

“Girl, life after the wedding tends to kick you in the face.”

I breathed a sigh of relief when I read this note from the awesome unicorn-loving editor over at Broke-Ass Bride. I’m not crazy. Because y’all.  Consider my face kicked.

Back up. You know I’ve been traveling a ton since the holidays. All good things, work is going great, but it’s been A LOT.  And in the background, we’ve been meeting with our buying agent, scoping out neighborhoods and eventually seeing actual houses.

adultYep. That’s about right. Because since when was I flying back and forth across the country, presenting to clients, staying in hotel after hotel, all the while praying for free wireless so I could download and sign documents to return to our mortgage broker? WHO AM I?  That, of course, is said tongue-in-cheek, because I’m very much delighted to be here at this stage in my life.  Stupid in love, happily married and seeking out our first ever home.

I *think* the hard part is past – the gathering of your ENTIRE LIFE on paper, securing the loan, getting homeowners insurance , etc.- and we are set to close in less than 2 weeks!

So yeah. That’s where I’ve been. Mentally anyway.  Physically I’ve been to San Diego and New Jersey since last I wrote.

doesn't suck.

doesn’t suck.

And then, you return home from San Diego on a redeye and get to your car at 5am. As you’re scraping the layer of ice off the windows, you notice a funny smell from the exhaust. And then you drive home in terror because your check engine AND check oil lights are yelling at you. (I made it. Barely.)



It’s now fixed, after a tow from AAA and almost a grand out of my credit card wallet. Welcome to my life.  What’s new with you guys? *runs away, laughing maniacally*

Till next time,


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Marriage, check. Buying a house? CHECK.

3 Responses

  1. girl, when it rains it pours, i swear!!! glad you made it home. whew!

    ellesees March 12, 2015 at 10:09 am #
  2. Yay for new houses! When we bought ours a couple years ago, I remember thinking that it was the very first time I felt like a full-fledged adult. Welcome to the club :)

    Sam Merel March 12, 2015 at 11:08 am #
  3. Somehow it’s like your bank account knows the *perfect* time to initiate things like car failure. Best wishes on the new house!

    Michelle Longo March 13, 2015 at 12:38 pm #

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