Inspection Day!

 

Today's such a critical day! I couldn't sleep last night; my arteries are pumping with tingly energy. I'm a mix of nerves and excitement.

 

I can't wait to see the house again.  Yet all sorts of questions are zooming around in my head.  What if something really major is wrong? What if the sellers refuse to negotiate?  The only time we've seen the interior was at night.  What if we go back during the day and it's not as nice as we remember, as the pictures look?  What if my mom criticizes something, like the neighborhood?  What if this ends up not being our house?

 

The advice we've received from established homeowners is the same: If this house doesn't work out, it wasn't meant to be.  And I know that.  But Bruce and I have already started our new life in our minds.  "I can't wait until we have that huge closet," I'll grunt as I try to shove my shoes in the too-full one we use now, barely managing to slide the door shut.

 

Someone walked by Emmie's room before the crack of dawn this morning, the floors groaning under the pressure, prompting her to wake up crying.  "Soon that won't happen," Bruce whispered to me.

 

Oh, please let this work out.  At 2 o'clock today, Bruce, Emmie, Bruce's dad, and I will meet the inspector.  My mom and brother are coming, too.  My mom's going to watch over the baby so we can concentrate better.  I hope our family members like the house.  Sure, I don't need their approval, but of course I want it.

 

The inspector happens to a friend of my parents - he and his wife attended our wedding.  We've heard from a lot of knowledgeable people that it's better to use your own inspector, rather than one the realtor recommends.  That way you're more likely to get an unbiased opinion on everything.  This guy, Fred, happens to be a recently retired inspector and pretty much doing us a favor.  He's charging us a quarter of what it would actually cost.  I was afraid it'd be an issue that his license has expired, but the realtor said no.  As long as we trust that he'll do a meticulous job and provide us with documentation, it's fine.

 

We also scheduled a radon test that will conclude today.  Radon is everywhere.  In the above-ground floors of a house, it escapes through the windows and doors.  Since we will (hopefully) be spending a lot of time in the finished basement, it was necessary to me to ensure there isn't high levels of radon lurking down there.  Radon overexposure is the second leading cause of lung cancer.  The test takes 48 hours and the company we hired started on Wednesday, so we should know the results soon.

 

In the meantime, I am counting the minutes.  The baby is extremely fussy due to her interrupted sleep.  In a little while she'll need a nap and then I can shower.  Bruce will be home in less than two hours.  I wish I could stop feeling so jittery!  What will the rest of today bring?!