Well, I think we found ourselves a house. I’m not exactly excited, but I think because it all seems too good to be true. See, there is this complex of townhomes going up right around the corner from where we currently live. I drive by them everyday on the way to work. Finally, on Sunday, we met with them. We sign a contract on Wednesday, and they start building. Here’s what it will look like on the outside. A set of four townhomes, ours being the first on the left.
So, it’s three stories… here is the floorplan.
The room on the bottom, behind the garage, will be my Creative Memories workshop. How friggin cool is that? It even has it’s own little half bathroom. We also upgraded to the phatty fat master bath, garden tub, two sinks, separate shower, and the toilet even has it’s own happy room (though Steve says he’s a claustraphobic shitter, but he’ll just have to get some counseling for that, cause I think it’s cool).
After we sign, we get to go to the home store place and pick out cabinets and countertops and carpet and all that.
They wont be finished till early August, they say. But the cool thing is, since we live right around the corner… I can stop by and bring the builders cookies 
Okay, so maybe I am a little excited.
