getting house

we are trying to buy a house...wow. isn't that nuts? i think it is. its the only thing i think about, the only thing i have been doing for over a week. its crazy to think that i'm old enough to be even talking about becoming a home owner. The crazier part- cameron isn't done with school...he is not in the career he wants to be in forever...So, this is the thought process- why rent when we can spend about the same amount on a house a month? granted this limits what we can actually buy, but right now there are some real options. i mean, and even if we move in a year or two we can definately rent or sell it...because we are only going to buy something we feel is a deal. anyway...everyday i come upon a house that i MUST have and everyday i find out that not only did someone else MUST have it they GOT it...someday i'm hoping i'll be that someone....the one that GOT it. i really dont feel like i'm old enough to be making these kinds of decisions...but i am 25, i do have two kids... sometimes my life hits me and i cant really believe that its mine. i go about my day to day activities without a thought...introspection doesn't happen every moment, but when it does- wow. i still feel about 18. Granted when i'm around anyone younger than 21 i cant help but think 'oh babies...' *shrug* its not that i'm more mature than a sixteen year old, i'm just in such a different stage of life. the things that i worry about are so different than they were when i was 18 or 21 and single. anyway, so we're looking for a house. and this means that i haven't cleaned or cooked in over a week, the laundry has piled and piled. today is the first day that i've worn make-up...lets all pray that i can calm down here and get some other things done. has anyone ever noticed that i'm wound up tight? here all this time i thought i was a free spirited, relaxed hippie type person-- not so my friends, not so. instead i am...tightly wound...i'm like my parents- wound up, focused, type A...a blazing RED...a Hera...yeah. we get things done right? so, i'm rambling--the point is....pray we find the perfect house and soon so that my children will no longer look homeless and my husband wont lose 10 pounds. i'm off to make chocolate cookies- thank you tina for the margrine.