Back to the Other Place

Before we signed papers for the place in Tustin, the one we backed out of, we looked at a place in Lake Forest that reminded me of a little cottage in the woods. It sits like a private house on a little greenbelt, facing the pool, on the end of the unit. I liked it, but the living area and rooms were very small, and the kitchen seemed to have very little storage space, so we passed it by for the spacious glories of the Tustin place, located as it was on the corner of that splendid shopping area that seemed so much of a funky metropolis.
In the wake of the disastrous inspection, we were thrown back either on a two bedroom in Irvine (all we could afford) or a 3 bedroom in Lake Forest. The driving to Lake Forest seemed onerous, but the likelihood of finding a suitable place in Irvine, even a two bedroom, we could afford seemed low, so after looking at a messed up two bedroom in a very nice complex and some other places in Lake Forest, we decided to opt for the one that got away.
As though it had been waiting for us, the place, a standard sale, was still without a bid, so we put one in last night. On this end of the year day, we are waiting to hear about it.
The house is much more affordable and cheerful than the Tustin place or anywhere else we looked at. It needs work, but we can do it. Let's see how it goes.