I realize I first wrote about this house almost a month ago, on March 24. I knew on that Friday that I needed to buy the house. Since then it’s been nothing but drama. I got in a bidding war last week and I backed out. The winner ended up not being able to get the money, so the house went back on the market. So I asked John to write up a new contract so I could try to buy it again. And at about three this afternoon, John told me they had accepted my offer.

I wanted to celebrate when he called me, but I am saving that party for later. A lot has to go right over the next few months for me to sell and move out of my house now and then get into that new house. But still, it was exhilarating to get that phone call.

After stopping by the Realtor’s office to pick up some paper work this afternoon, but before I could walk in the door, my friend and co-worker Donna called and asked me if I wanted playoff tickets to see the Suns and the Lakers. Adrenaline ran through my veins. My heart POUNDED. I could’ve flipped over a truck I was so excited. Looking back on the day’s events, I was more excited about the tickets than I was about the house. Apparently she’s had season tickets for a while, and she always has trouble getting rid of them. She told me that she has season tickets for next year too. The best part is that she never knew I was as Suns fan until she read about it on lifeteen.com. How cool is that?

I decided to go by the house just to take another look. It’s okay because nobody lives there so I don’t look like a stalker when I go by three times a day. Since this was the first time I got to look at the house knowing it could be mine, I bought an iced latte and sat by the backyard pool. It was such a thrill to feel the cool water over my toes as I stared up at the house. It’s such a pretty house!

While soaking my toes, I let my imagination go wild with what I wanted to do with the house. I mean, this house is going to be such a healthy outlet for my creativity. After about a half-hour of dreaming, it hit me that I still have to sell my existing house. So spent the next three hours at Lowes and Ikea. I’m conditioned to believe that you should always have a good time on Friday night, and this was as good as it gets for me.; It’s hard for anyone at either store tonight to understand what was going on inside of me.

I drove my loaded Honda Element to Candyce’s house for our Friday night date. By this time, it was already late, so we just ate chips and salsa and talked about the new house. Then we hopped in the car and drove over to walk around the neighborhood. She and I both are being reserved because it’s not ours YET, but we decided it was okay to talk like it was.

Now here I am at my old house. It’s late. It’s been a crazy day. I have an early flight to Texas in the morning, so I’m going to stop here.