So this morning we met with our realtor. Last week I spoke with him on the phone, and gave him a list of houses we had seen online that we were interested in. There were 3 older homes, several small spec homes in a new subdivision, and a spec home that has been complete and empty over a year a block or two from my parents (although in a different ward). When we arrived in his office today we found out that the three older ones that we had really liked, and seemed very feasible had all sold over the weekend. Yes, in a housing market that has been relatively stagnant, the three we like had all disappeared. So we went to see the collection of smaller homes in a new subdivision. They were nice, very pretty, but no basements. Plus, it is one of those neighborhoods where there are 6 floor plans and two or three color variations, and small lots, so it is just row after row of houses that all look the same. Ok, we thought, a house is a house, right? So then we went out to see the one by my parents. And we made an offer on it. There are a lot of technical details, and we may have to try a different offer, but it is nearly perfect for us. The upstairs living room is small, but perfect for a "home teachers room". The key elements to this house are essentially the location (1/3 acre in the country) and the basement with the gigantic family room already finished, room for a study or more bedrooms, craft space, and food storage. Oh, the agony of waiting. And I can't even bear to think about how I'll feel if it all falls through. Sigh. 
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