All's fair in love, war and real estate...

I entered adulthood on 11-10-11 and 4:17pm. When I made my first offer on a house!!

It took me a long time to decide whether or not this was the right decision for me. Many people my age, told me I was crazy. That owning a home would forever "tie me down" to Tucson. But, I couldn't help but have a different outlook; owning a home is an investment.  An investment that I will always have and that has the potential to remain profitable no matter where I live.  Although I do love Tucson, I'm not saying I will live here forever. But owning my first investment property at 23, yea I think I'm doing something right.

I'm still waiting to hear back from my agent to let me know, if my offer was accepted or not.  I have my fingers crossed, because I fell in love with the house from the moment I walked in! On the other hand, I'm a firm believer that what is meant to be, will always be. So If this house doesn't come thru for me, I'm sure I will find another, when the time is right. 

Dead and Gone

So I decided to start blogging in attempt to stay connected with my two bestest friends, who have all decided to leave me and our home town for bigger and better opportunities.. how dare they? right? But as I stated to ponder what I should be writing about... I got an unexpected email from the ex boy. I immediately felt sick to my stomach, and they say writing is therapy so here goes nothing...

Dead and gone. This is what happens after a break up. You tell yourself that those two people no longer exist.  Otherwise, one would drive themselves crazy wondering what they were thinking ,and how they could have wasted so much time for a person who obviously wasn't even worth it. A person whom is barely even recognizable anymore. Instead, I choose tell myself that that boy is gone. He is not the same person, and either is that girl. Call it denial if you must, but I call it progress. Dead and gone, but on to the next :)

I'm a  horrible blogger. Hopefully these posts get better :)