(more) big news

William Fitzsimmons

It's a Tuesday night, it's 2 minutes until midnight, and I'm still up. That is not the norm. But it hasn't been a completely normal day; it's been an extraordinary day. After what seemed like days of sitting at my desk this morning pretending to work when really all I was doing was thinking about the house and our offer, Tim called me with the news: we got the house! We are now Tim and Erica Miller: Homeowners. My heart feels like it could burst! I am so thankful and excited and overwhelmed and happy.

And if the day wasn't already good enough, I drove down to the Cities for a "date night" with Zach. I ate some of the most delicious sushi I've had yet. After dinner, he took me to an acoustic show - Denison Witmer and William Fitzsimmons. While drinking organic coffee out of a mug and listening to steel guitar, I couldn't help but close my eyes and soak in the goodness of the day. Nights like this nourish my soul.


I will now (attempt to) go to sleep and dream about things like what color to paint the living room and where the silver ware drawer should go...

All grown up

Guess what? Last night we put an offer in on a house. On a HOUSE. For real. We have been casually looking at houses around the area for the past couple of months after deciding that we truly do want to stay in St. Cloud. We really had no idea where to begin, what was in our price range, etc etc etc, but we thought we'd just start out slow, learn as much as we could, and eventually find a realtor. But as we started taking steps forward, things kept falling into place pretty quickly.


After signing with a realtor last Thursday, we looked at 10 houses on Saturday. Overwhelming, but so fun. We saw some nice houses that we would be perfectly happy in, but nothing that gave us an "emotional reaction", as our realtor would say. Then came Sunday. Our realtor took us to this house that gave me goose bumps when we drove up to it. We spent 2 hours in this house, walking in and around, up and down, picturing our life as homeowners more and more with each step. We loved it. 


We slept on it, went back to see it last night, loved it even more, and wrote up an offer. It was so surreal sitting there, reading through and signing papers, my heart beating a little faster each minute in anticipation of owning our first house. Our first home. That's the thing about this house, it feels like home. Every time I walk in it, I can visualize people and Christmas and babies and Saturday mornings. It's beautiful. 


And now the hardest part of all - waiting. Our realtor was confident that we had written a pretty strong offer, but you just never know. We are praying for patience, guidance, and peace.