Gabby's family is all down in that area, except for her Dad and Step-Mom. We will about 30 miles away from them, so this will keep us close by, but not in the drama 24/7. For some reason right after our vacation last month, I just had this odd thing come over me that just sort of lead me to the notion that I should "give in" so to speak and let Gabby move back down there since she hates Georgia so much. I have no idea why I had the change of heart, but I did. I swore a long time ago that I never wanted to live in FL again because the little hurricane that we endured without warning or preparation almost 11 years ago while living a half mile "as a crow flies" from the ocean was enough for me. For some reason, that fear is gone and it just feels like we should make FL home again. Gabby and I have been searching the net for houses since then. She has looked at a lot of resales, a few foreclosures, and a couple of short sales. We tried to get a house built for us, but that builder did not want to deal. Then yesterday, just before Gabby was to head to Orlando for her "Girls Trip" that she takes every year with her high school buddies, she decided to go look at homes over in Daytona in a new neighborhood. I had stumbled across that community a few days ago and we agreed that we both loved this one floorplan in particular. It's just fate that she got there when she did because it turns out that 2 other buyers were interested. One of them, who knew of the house being available because of word of mouth from friends who knew of the indended owner's financial drama. He did not have his finanacial paperwork faxed over yet by his bank, as the bank was supposed to have done the night before. Gabby and our Real Estate Agent got to start working the deal on that house that was just placed on the market early that morning. We talked them down almost $20,000 on the house.

The same house in our area would cost us close to $250,000 and we got it for more than $100,000 off of that.

On top of that, our mortgage guy had originally gotten us a conventional 30 yr fixed rate with 5% down and a 5.25% mortgage, but due to the circumstances of her mom's health, we were able to qualify for another HFA loan at with a lower down payment, lower closing costs, and a killer 4.25% fixed rate 30 year mortgage!
Needless to say we are estatic and nauseous all at the same time. We will now have two mortgages. So far so good, now we just have to start packing up the house and get ready for the mother of all yard sales, because a lot of our stuff is not going into that beautiful house. Our current house has a wet bar downstairs and since we have collected breweryana in the past, we have decorated the area as a bar with tin beer ad signs and such. That is not going. Most of our Coca Cola collectables are not going. We will be dumping most of our glass bottle collection. We are going to thin down the knick knacks. We are even, dare I say it, going to thin down our Disney stuff.

We are not moving a very nice twin bed. We are not moving our king bed. We are not moving our entertainment center. We are not moving most of our tv's. Once we get there, we will buy a flat screen tv for the great room. We may or may not be moving my desk because, if I get the work from home job from my current employer, I will be needing to set up space in the office with Gabby and we are going to try to make it as classy and functional as possible from the start, so my corner desk will not do, but we are going to make one room for Baby M to always have as her own room in our house. That desk could potentially go well in there for her to do her homework on when she gets older and until then, it can be repurposed to act as shelving in her room.
Can you tell that my head is spinning?

I have had no caffiene and I have been out of bed for under 30 minutes and this is only a 1000th of what is running through my head this morning. It's all good though.
