I'm going to just come out and say it. I feel very discouraged. Life lately has been a series of dashed hopes with an extra helping of crappiness. Here's how it's played out:

1. Get excited about house offer.
2. Get excited about ______ possibility.
3. In same day find out house offer and other possibility have fallen through.
4. Next morning Otis leaves for work trip in which he works his tail off. Poor guy.
5. Otis comes home Saturday night. Yay!
6. I get a speeding ticket on my way home to see him. $#%&
7. Yesterday, go see most adorable house ever at the most unbelievable price. Get super excited in spite of best efforts not to do so and decide to put in offer.
8. Find out we were beat to the punch on said offer by 1 hour.

This house thing is so much more challenging than either of us expected, and it's getting harder and harder to recover from the disappointments. Yesterday totally sucked the wind from our sails. Neither of us slept well, and we've been walking around like a pair of deflated balloons all morning. I'm feeling very lost in all of this, with no idea what direction to head next. I think we've decided to not think about house stuff this week and just live our lives. Hopefully that will feel more encouraging as the week goes on.