As we’ve centimeter-ed closer to becoming owners of the little French farm house, I’ve hesitated to imply that she is going to be ours soon, lest I “jinx” the whole thing!
But we are much closer. God willing and the creek don’t rise, we will sign for the final sale on March 14. Getting here has required some major shuffling: a move from having a mortgage to counting on the generous loans of family and all of our savings to buy the house outright, as well as postponing most of the renovations. At this point, I’m feeling some combination of exhilaration and anxiety; I can’t name what could go wrong, but so much has changed since we saw the house and put in our offer… I am waiting for the other shoe to drop, be it a sneaker or a stiletto.
AWay in France 