We win!

WE GOT THE HOUSE!!!!

Now, we will be poor. Or this is what I believe. I told Josh I do not want to be poor. He told me that is not going to happen. I asked if we will have to eat Ramen. Then he just got annoyed.

Maybe he will let me use those the $300 in Pottery Barn gift cards he has been hoarding from me to decorate the new house. Except our friend Kevin hates Pottery Barn. In fact, he dropped several expletive-filled tirades on their customer service number after it took three months -- yes, three months -- to get his bedroom set delivered with all the parts in working order. Don't even ask. So he may boycott the new residence if we yuppie it up like we're living in a PB.

I would far prefer the yuppieness of Crate and Barrel. Which is conveniently located just a mere four blocks from our new home, meaning I could carry a leather couch home on my back like a sherpa.

But since we'll be poor, I'll have to settle for carrying a vinyl chair home from a garage sale instead.