Gee Willakers. I own a house. Yep, me, Ken. That's right. At my ripe young age, I own a house. I just signed the papers tonight. Even though we have been living here at this fine establishment for a couple of months, we are just now "officially" becoming the owners. See, we know the builder so we got to live here scotch free for a while.
Anyway, since my sweet hubby is a student, the grown-up fiscal responsibility falls on me...........scary!
So, after 50+ signatures of "Mary Kendall Jones", I now have a mortgage.
Welcome to adulthood, right?
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