Saturday night we put a back up offer on a townhouse. It gave the original offer 24 hours to secure their financing. ON A SUNDAY. We thought we had it in the bag. Fortunately for them, they came through with financing and we lost the house.
Fuckers.
This Place was perfect. 1400 sq ft, 3 bedrooms, 2 1/2 bathrooms, a fucking soaker tub and walk in closet in the ensuite. Seriously, a DREAM KITCHEN, and an End-Unit. To even sweeten the pot, H lives just around the corner and she is to be my carpooler when we move to MR.
So back to drawing board
This bites.
*Colts rock*
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