It's not sinking in

It took forty-five minutes this morning. And I personally only signed one sheet of paper. Erich signed the stack. The flurry of paper moving around the table was amazing.

And then all of a sudden, we were done. We shook hands around the table, and stood there stunned. We bought a house.

That was a bit less than twelve hours ago. It hasn't sunk in yet. It probably won't until we're standing in the doorway, cat carrier in hand.

We spent some time exploring parts of Providence, but by around 2 p.m. both of us were ready to just crash out, exhausted from the emotional jitters. Before leaving Rhode Island, though, we drove by the house... and as we did, I noted to Erich that he's the owner of that house now.

Scary, isn't it?

We're exhausted. We're scared as hell. But we're happy. And we can't wait to get in there. :)

*does an excited happy dance*