We’ve signed the purchase agreement, the mortgage is being processed, and here I sit, mere blocks away from the house that will be my own personal project for the next two years at the very least. My hands are itching to rip up the nasty dirty carpet. My forehead feels naked without a sweaty bandana. My hair feels disgustingly clean of cobwebs, paint shavings, and sawdust. But I have to wait. No touching till the paper’s signed. I feel like I’m waiting till my wedding night to lose my virginity.

Ok, maybe that’s a little overboard. But I’m EAGER to get started!

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