House Hunting is the PITS

But really it is and any other crapy saying you can think will describe how I feel about house hunting. Be warned this is going to be a selfish whiny first world problems kind of post.

I found this house on a zillow ( an app for finding houses) but I thought it was too good to be true. We put an offer on it anyways Sunday night and I didn't even think they would respond because their asking price was too high and we offered lower, I didn't think it was worth what they were asking and honestly didn't think they would even respond. However we ended up being one of the top two offers and they came back asking for us to put in our best offer by Tuesday afernoon. So Tuesday morning we went and looked it and I knew we had to have it, it was the best house we had seen so far and was absolutely perfect! We raised our offer a little bit because now we really wanted it, and then waited the rest of the day to hear back.

Around 6 our realtor called and said we were out bid but that if the other people back out we would be their next call. I was devestated, I knew it was unlikely we would get the house but I felt so good about it when we put the offer in, I felt like it was our house and this was the one we had been waiting for.

All and all it's just a house and there will be another one I know this. But I can't help but feel sad about it and I'm afraid that no house will ever compare to this beautiful home! It's been such a long disappointing process. Everytime I find a house I like there ends up being something wrong with it. It's on a crappy street, the neighbors are nasty,  the pictures don't look anything like the actual house. It's been extremely disappointing.

Not that I even wanted to be in a house that bad when we started looking, it was more just to get started see what was out there. But  now that we've made offers on two different houses and have looked at so many and are still without a house I am really wanting to be in a house already.

It's so hard when you go in and you envision  your little family living there and bringing home more babies to that house and then you don't get it it almost feels personal. That was my house and you took it, but really it was never mine.

 I'm really hoping/wishing/praying the other people will decide to back out.