Our offer on the new house was accepted. We had to jump through more than a couple of hoops. Personally, I think it had more to do with the seller's agent, than the seller's. I am fairly confident she wanted to stick it to us because we currently reside in Duxbury. South Shore rivalries are real.
It's game on now. We had to secure a second mortgage as part of this. Home buying is quite a process. This is our first time through the "normal process", so this is all new to us. The idea of a second mortgage is overwhelming, quite frankly. It is causing me a bit of anxiety. It is messing with my sleep for real. I have had several nights in a row of waking up around 2 am and not being able to go back to sleep. I am pretty sure that is the textbook definition of insomnia. This is supposed to be exciting. And it is. But the financial aspect can make my heart stop. The numbers are so large, they don't even seem real. This is not Monopoly. The money is not fake. I can't run the bank.
Maybe it is a control thing? Like people who have a fear of flying. I don't doubt that my own anxiety is a source of Coco's. Genetics are a funny thing. Not funny, ha ha. Funny, strange.
