Une maison en Bourgogne

After more than a year of house hunting in France, I am proud to say that I bought a house. 

A house with two barns. 

A house with two barns, in Burgundy.

Who do I think I am? And how in the hell is this going to work? These are just two, of thousands, of questions that I have surrounding this event.

However, I really want this to be an easy birth. Therefore I am choosing to lean into it vs. resisting and contracting. I am trying to manage a balance between considering the facts and fantasizing about a large, candlelit, atumn party, in the attached barn. I think this may also have something to do with this inexplicable urge to watch Hope Floats.

For now I am focusing on the next few steps:

1. Arrange for internet and phone. (It can take up to six months I’ve been told)
2. Make sure that the Notaire and bank are communicating and meeting their deadlines.
3. Go check out the house (the current owners are away on vacation and have given me access between now and the final signing) and assess the immediate needs for habitation (things like bedding, cookware, towels, lights, etc.). Also check to see what the owners might be taking/leaving when the sale is official.
4. Finish setting up my Paris apartment. I can't turn my back on my main squeeze, Paris.
5. Blog about this process so I have a digital record of how excited, inspired, confused, clear, nervous, and happy I am.