Remember a few months ago when I posted that finding a house we BOTH agreed on would require either a marriage counselor or a really good realtor?
In a surprisingly fast few weeks we found our dream house leaving plans to move in 2012 in the dust.
It didn't even take a smackdown pitting Vinson vs. Vinson in the compromise on dream home priorities. We found the house that had it all, low-country South Carolina charm for me and an already wired electronics set-up for Bill.
We knew when we opened the front door that it had the potential to be everything we ever wanted to continue making a home for our family.
It was the ONE when we saw our boys in every room of the house and especially the backyard.
Yesterday it became ours.