And everything will work out fine.

Yes, the rumours are true (by rumours I mean countless tweets and many Facebook status updates), Chris and I just bought a house. Exciting, right? Right!

We had been casually looking at MLS listings since December, and due to the wonderfully slumping economy (I am only benefiting from this recession-business so far), we decided we might as well get a real estate agent and start having a look at some houses. Well lo and behold, we found a house we really like on the first day! Amazing! So we went to see it again after having slept on it (figuratively) for a few days, and decided to put in an offer.

I will spare you the excruciating details of our horrible negotiations, so in keeping with my “for the love of God and all that is holy, be concise!” motto, here is a point-form summary:
- visit house for second time
- put in offer on house on Tuesday
- *nervousness*
- get 1st counter offer on Wednesday afternoon
- counter-counter offer
- little bit of vomit
- counter-counter-counter offer
- counter-counter-counter-counter offer
- counter-counter-counter-counter-counter offer
- various forms of indigestion
- standstill – $ 2,500 apart
- counter-counter-counter-counter-counter-counter offer
- *puke*
- vendors: fine, but we get to keep our fridge
- us: ugh, ok, fine! (Friday)
- (2 weeks’ wait for some stupid condition to be waived)
- WE GOT THE STUPID HOUSE!
- us actually starting to be happy and excited

So yeah, phew, the whole process was super anticlimactic and nerve-racking, but you know, now we have a house, so I guess that’s kind of neat.

I’ve got some pictures, I’ll try to upload them to Fickr this weekend so that may all marvel at its beauty (and look at the wallpaper borders that I’m going to peel off and subsequently test out the wood stove with).