Closing on the House Tomorrow.

The day is here-almost, at 10:30 a.m. tomorrow morning we will begin signing our lives away and become house poor and really we could not be happier.
There must be something intrinsically based in some of us, the primal need to seek shelter is a satisfying event for the boy and I. It is by far the scariest, most adult thing, I have ever done.
Wish us luck!