Holy Moly, this is really happening.
Today we had our inspection (our buyer is really excited to get it done), and we literally had 3 things to fix, costing about $20 total.

Really.

I guess a huge part of me was thinking that there was going to be so much to fix that the buyers were going to back out and then we wouldn't have to *gulp* make such a huge decision about where we are going to possibly live for the next 20 or so years of our lives.

We saw lots of ...eh... so-so houses. We are looking at the top of our price range - even though we are cheap, we know we will want something with a good school district, some place we can live in for a long time.

Then, we went to a for sale by owner, and OH MY GOODNESS this house is GORGEOUS. Wainscotting in the hallways, beautiful recessed lighting everywhere, gorgeous newly done hardwoods, a kitchen in yellows and whites and so gorgeous and new it makes me want to cry. 4 bedrooms, 2 baths. You actually go up one flight of stairs for 3 of the bedrooms, and then another for the 4th. this place is GORGEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSS. I love it. It has the coziest living room and the kitchen is so sweet and great and I love it. I LOVE IT. It is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO stinking awesome!

And then the really cheap part of me says, "Hey, we don't have to buy in the neighborhood we really, really want. We could save lots of money and just live in that other neighborhood, that would be just as fine."

(but in my heart I really really want that house - i just want to take the plunge and buy it.)