I can't choose between ALL THESE JOKES about avocado toast/starbucks/inherited wealth!

Right, I have a more general State of the Susan post that I've not finished, but this is big enough to warrant its own post:

WE HAD AN OFFER ACCEPTED ON A HOUSE!!!!

LexGarrett's family is apparently middle-class enough that buying a house isn't a punchline? And Lex isn't intimidated by mortgage applications (because literally one of his old jobs was testing the software) and I'm not intimidated by estate agents (because I used to answer the phones for one), so by our powers combined, we... Somehow passed as functional adults enough that someone will let us give them money for a house? And convinced a bank to give us this money????

This isn't the first house we went for – we put an offer in on a new build six weeks ago, and the developer ghosted the estate agents completely, which is hilarious to me! But THAT IS FINE because this other house has SO MUCH SPACE and a CONSERVATORY! Yes, this is the height of middle-class luxury to me, and yes I have absolutely called dibs on it. (It's fine, Lex hates the sun and was probably never going to set foot in there anyway.) It's got the same basic layout as the house two of our friends live in, and I need to figure out a way to lay out the downstairs room that isn't Single White Female-ing them. It probably helps that the current owners have offered us all of the furniture (no, really), so at the very least it will be different to start with! ... Yes, I am channelling any anxiety into attempting to KonMari my stuff and becoming That Pinterest Bitch while window-shopping ikea. Remember me as I was! Not as I am!

It's been a particularly "fun" brain experience, because so much of this process is waiting for other people to make decisions! And trying to remember that "important" and "urgent" are not automatically the same thing, so I need to be patient when other people have to prioritise in a different way to me! And I managed to lose my passport, which is my one (1) form of photo ID, so I've spent the last two weeks turning the house upside down looking for it and feeling bad. I didn't find it, but I DID remember that work photocopied it when I switched roles, and BOOM! Photocopy is mine!
ANYWAY, we reached the stage where we've done everything we can – paperwork is signed, long phonecalls are completed, everything that needed to be scanned and submitted has been. All we've got to do now is wait while More Grown-Up Adults than us do their jobs. I don't know how long we're gonna have to wait; the answers seem to be "somewhere between a month and a year depending on how good your solicitors are," so uh. I guess I'll keep you posted?

... omg someone is letting us(!!!) buy an actual house(!!!!!!!!!!!)!