VICTORY. (total and complete AW shit)

likeanoldtimemovie · March 2014

So guess who called my husband last week and said "I'm moving out"?

OUR HOUSE IS GOING TO BE OURS. FIIINALLY.

Apparently all of the time I've been thinking my FIL just didn't want to leave? Yeah, totally wasted. He's been more than ready to go. BUT DH has not been telling his dad just how bad it got here in the house and how we wanted the house or we were leaving. Long story, but my sweet husband has some daddy issues and is always terrified of pissing him off or "losing" him.

My FIL told him that was crap, to quit being so afraid to talk to him.

So FIL and BIL are moving out in the next month or so! They're actually moving into a house that's about four houses away from us. Everyone on this street has lived here since the 70s. The man who owned the house they're renting, Mr. Anthony, was the sweetest WWII vet that would let us take the kids fishing in his catfish pond. He recently passed away and his house has been sitting empty. My FIL called Mr. Anthony's daughter (she lives behind him) and asked if he could rent it. She was overjoyed because she knows him and didn't want to lose her father's home to a bunch of strangers.

SO YAY ALL AROUND.

I am so... oh God. I'm so excited. I keep worrying that it won't work out or something will change, but DH has already bought gallons of Kilz primer to start painting all of the walls (This house was built in 1973 and was smoked in until we moved in a year ago. IT NEEDS THE KILZ.) and making his supply list to patch holes in the walls, etc. So, I'm going with it. FIL hates paying for a house he's not in, he hates that his shitty son (BIL, not DH) is such a brat (FIL's fault and he fully admits this) and is putting a stop to it all.

AHHH. I WANT TO SCREAM IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS.

Best part? FIL has not told BIL one bit of this. He has NO idea until FIL shows up with boxes and says "Pack your shit." I am so grateful for this because BIL can manipulate FIL and I was worried he would whine about leaving this house and FIL would give in. But he's not telling him!

So we are now FINALLY going to own our own home. We have a full basement with bathroom for DH's man-cave/playroom, four bedrooms, two bathrooms, a huge kitchen and living room, an enormous deck and fourteen acres. I can't believe it. Pinch me.

(Sorry to be a total AW, but you guys have been so supportive and nice over the last few months as I've bitched about this. I figured we could all toast our pretend margaritas to me having a house. You're all invited to come party with me now. NOW.)