Up Way Too Early

I wouldn't feel like I was up too early if I'd been able to fall asleep earlier than midnight and actually stayed asleep. But as it turns out, I am wide awake after only 5 1/2 hours of very interrupted sleep.

Why?

Well, it's looking like the husband and I are finally going to be getting that house! (Yes, the one I was talking about MONTHS ago. Don't let the term "short sale" fool you. There is nothing short about it.)

We got word last Friday, after giving the seller's bank an ultimatum, that our offer had been accepted. After calling our lender and much distress over we would actually qualify for the loan, the woman at the bank said she would be shocked if the mortgage wasn't approved. Glen just started subbing (like, two weeks ago) and is hoping to get a full-time teaching job next year, and since he just started there was doubt over whether we could count his income since he hasn't been doing the subbing thing long at all and is no longer working at the restaurant. But when she ran the numbers, I was told that even if we just used my income, we should be approved. I nearly fell off my chair when she told me that.

So now it comes down to the inspection, which is scheduled for this afternoon. We know there are a couple of problems, most obviously a leak on the roof over the laundry room. Desperately hoping the solution will be a less-expensive patching of the direct location of the leak, but we are prepared to replace that section of roof. (The laundry room is this weird little addition in the back with an old roof, while the rest of the roof looks brand new and we were told it was replaced within the past few years. I have no idea why the laundry room was neglected.)

Everything else is relatively minor, like taking down wallpaper and painting, replacing cabinet hardware, putting in a couple of new windows, etc. We already have nearly all the furniture we need (and yes, most of it is crammed into our current one-bedroom apartment), so the need for new furniture is minimal (and there is a good chance that a lot of it will come from thrift stores!).

If it all works out, we will pretty much feel like we've died and gone to heaven. Two extra bedrooms, a big back yard where we can grow vegetables, a washer and dryer, a dishwasher, and room for most, if not all of, my books!! (Oh yes, and there is a giant shed in the back yard that has electricity, Glen refers to it as the "clubhouse.")

So hopefully nothing too bad will turn up at the inspection today, and hopefully the bank was right when they said there should be no problem getting approved for a mortgage, and hopefully interest rates will stay low for a bit, and... well, hopefully a lot of things.

But regardless, I consider myself lucky to be in a position to hope for these things.