Both my girls are signing paperwork in the next couple of weeks to purchase houses.
Lots of mixed emotions accompany this statement. I am so delighted to think they are financially stable, able to make the decisions that are involved, and feel confident that they are ready for such a major investment, giant leap into the Land of Adult-ness and commitment.
But moving into a house they will own and have to support for the next thirty years means they are some distance away: not too far, but not right here. Home-ownership sounds so 'permanent', which is a good thing as compared to living out of your car. Or paying rent indefinitely, which is comparable to pouring money down a rat hole.
One of the things that does appeal to me about this monumental decision they've made: they will have a sense of putting down roots, a bit more settled, and can finally get all the things they have left here in free storage waiting for a place to 'put'. One entire room in my house will be emptied as a result of sending it across state lines. And closet too! Plus they will have lots of wall space for hanging art that needs a home.
One of the new homeowners told me about a musical group self-named as: 'Excited but Nervous' and said that pretty well describes the rollercoaster ride of emotions that occur as you contemplate the obligations, weight of commitment that goes with waiting for all the paperwork to be assembled, prior to feeling like you are signing your life away.
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