This past weekend was a whirlwind of emotions. Kevin and I put our first offer on a house on Friday afternoon, after both of our families had the opportunity to view it, and I (being the extreme optimist) thought for sure we’d be moving into an amazing house on Jan. 14.
We were, however, quickly let down when the seller countered at a mere $1,000 less than his asking price (which was like a slap in the face). We countered back, coming up QUITE a lot, and he countered again with just a little less, not budging out of his price range or willing to meet in the middle, even though his property was over priced. He purchased the house to flip it last year, and while he painted and put in new flooring, the kitchen and bathrooms were very dated (which sell in houses). We thought we put in a very fair and attractive offer (now I’m speaking like my dad, the real estate agent), but he just wasn’t biting. So we walked away last night.
We know everything happens for a reason and we’re not completely heart broken (just a little). Since this was our only shot at moving in before temporary housing completely runs out (we would have been homeless for only 10 days), we now have to find an apartment to move into on Jan. 1.
And I leave for Las Vegas for work tomorrow, returning Wednesday night at midnight.
And we leave for our cruise on Friday.
Then it’s Christmas.
Then we’re homeless.
Despite all of that, I can’t help but look back at our amazing weekend with family and friends.
We live in Bourbon country, so we ventured the windy roads an hour and a half south to Loretto, KY to visit the Maker’s Mark distillery.
How cute are my parents?
My mom’s drink of choice would be a bourbon or whiskey, so she was in heaven here.
They let us dip our fingers in this 12-feet-deep barrel to try the fermenting bourbon. It tasted disgusting, but it was neat that they let us do that.
We debated stealing this and putting it in our car, but it wouldn’t fit.
They let us go inside each building and this one was my favorite. All you needed was a screw driver or something sharp and you’d have a flow going!
They also let us see some of their infamous billboard advertising pieces. This one was the best.
Then it was time for the tastings! We tried three drinks – their White Label (only sold at the distillery – not pictured), traditional Maker’s Mark and Maker’s 46. Maker’s 46, which also happened to be the most expensive, was all of our favorites. Funny how that happens.
After the tasting, we went into the gift shop to make our purchases and dip our own bottles! Mom and dad bought a bottle of White Label and mom did such a good job dipping hers.
After the tour, we headed back north to Louisville to meet Danny and Sara who had arrived just in time to grab a drink and head to see Churchill Downs!
We missed the tours and nothing was open, but my dad really wanted to go just to say he’s been there. Bucket list accomplished.
After visiting the race track, we came back to our apartment to make a delicious pork steak dinner and play the horse game!
We ate too much, drank too much and laughed way too much. And I won $13!
After an incredibly fun (yet somewhat disappointing) weekend, it was time to say goodbye to my family. Danny and Sara stuck around a bit longer and we discussed our upcoming cruise (SIX DAYS!). Then they headed back up to Cincinnati and Kev and I finished off the weekend laying around, watching the storm and eating more.
Back to square one again with house hunting!