After months of a negotiation that, more than once, made me think it would never go through, today I finally became a homeowner. For many people it might not be a big deal, but for me it’s everything I’ve ever wanted.
And just when I thought nothing could top the feeling of holding the keys, my sister showed up with my best friend, the one I met online, and it was the first time we met in person. She brought her husband and two brothers in law to help with whatever was needed. She even brought a bottle, because I told her that when she came to see the house, that’s when we’d do the kind of toast people do, since I didn’t have anyone to share that with. She also brought things for the house.
What I thought would take me days, we managed to do together today, and tomorrow we’re going to get some paint for the walls and renovate the bathrooms and the kitchen, plus a few things for the garden. I didn’t know what to think about her relatives at first, but even though they all have college degrees and everything, they enjoy fixing things just like I do.
They’ll be staying a couple of days before heading off to a wedding. The fact that she delayed her plans just to be here with me today means the world to me. At the beginning of last year, I would have never thought any of this was possible, and for many people, I’m not even in my best moment. I have almost no savings left; I had to sell things to cover last-minute expenses. I don’t have a partner or kids. But I’m happy.
I have a house with two bedrooms and two bathrooms, in my name.
In the picture: My friend taught me how to make “pan dulce” for tomorrow’s breakfast, and she also made these ham and cheese pastries for us to snack on while we talked.
P.S.: I made a few mistakes while posting, it's my first time, and I had to recreate the post.