The good husband and I have put a bid in on a house, a house with an amazingly lovely kitchen I might add. We are both nursing a serious case of hippo-sized butterflies and both decided we needed a drink this evening to settle those butterflies into at least a false sleep.
If you are of the school of finger crossing, please consider it for us over the next week.
UPDATE: Foodieporn HQ will be moving at the end of March. We are the proud owners of an adorable little jewel box of a house. Please, bear with us as posts may be even more infrequent than usual.
Fingers firmly crossed on your behalf. Sounds like you really like the place, so I hope everything works out for the best!
Thank you. I am trying not to refer to it as our house until we actually close and they hand us the keys, but various songs with the phrase “our house” have been earworming me for the whole of the week — Madness and Crosby, Stills and Nash being the biggest offenders. In defense of Madness, our potential new house is in the middle of our potential new street.