A few months ago we went and looked at apartments, we decided on ABS. When we told family about moving into an apartment they told us to check into getting a home first, financially it would be a better move. We got the name of my aunt's realator and her address. I have had the information for a bit now but Monday I finally got off in time to go. We spent nearly an hour and a half talking with her. She is a very kind woman. She is much older and very talkative. She says credit wise, job wise, I am looking pretty good compared to most young 20 somethings she sees. Nice compliment. She printed off about 10-15 listings and told us to call her if we were interested and she would get back to me after talking with the bank. She called on Wednesday but because of the chicken pox, we put things on hold.
I went and looked at one of the listings today that M and I liked. When we mapquested it, it said it was an hour away. After shopping with my aunt she said we should just go and look. I said we could just drive in that direction and look at houses, once we got half way there we just decided to hell with it and we drove the other 20-30 mins. We just wanted to check out the property (4.5 acres). When we pulled up the lady came out and we told her we were just checking out the "area" and would contact the realator to set up an appointment. She invited us in so we didn't have to wait. It has 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, large kitchen and living room, a pond and sits on 4.5 acres. I think I am in love, despite the drive. It wasn't a bad drive, and I may be able to see if there is a way to shave off 10-15 mins by going a different way. The lady had a death in the family so she can't show it again until after the funeral, so I am hoping by Thursday M and I can go out there, maybe with my mom in tow, too.
We shall see.