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Yikes. Remember that little rancher I mentioned a few posts ago that I loved and (thought I) lost? Well, I told myself that it was the only one I was really thrilled about. Creepishly driving by every day is wildly inappropriate, but also pretty indicative. So I decided that if it was meant to be, something would work out. Both parties decided to stretch a little to meet in the middle. A few well placed texts (yes, texts!) between realtors and one final offer later, here I am. Impending homeowner, closing Cinco de Mayo 2010. Ole!
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