House hunting nightmare, take 1.

I hope this is the one and only post I ever have to make about nightmares with house hunting, but I guess we wouldn't be normal if we didn't have at least one bad experience.

So today we went out (beautiful, perfect day by the way) with our realtor and had a task set before us... we had 17 houses to look at in one afternoon.  Holy Buckets!  We knew it was going to be a long rest of the day.  Instead of looking at 17 houses, we only looked at 9 houses, and here's why.

We came across a home that was perfect in every way.  The things that we didn't like about it were so minor that it wasn't even anything to blink over.  It had the most beautiful kitchen I have EVER seen in my entire life... perfect granite countertops, custom-made oak cabinets, and a huge bay window to look out while I would be cooking.  Also the floor plan was very open and spacious, and everything in the house was so high quality and new.  Not only that, but it had a 3 car garage, security system, and was decorated and painted so well that I would hardly make any changes.  Tyler even said while we were there "okay, where do I sign?"  We knew this was the house for us.  So, our realtor grabbed us by the hands and we prayed over the house.  We thanked the Lord for bringing us to this house, and prayed for the closing process to go smoothly.  This was only the 9th house we had seen, but we were done.  We headed back to Olathe to write up an offer, and we were on our merry way when I got the phone call.  It was my Dad, calling from Chad's house, as they had just looked up the house on the internet and had a reservation about it. 

The city just approved an interchange to be built in the next couple years... an interchange that will host 40 train tracks.  Not only did the city approve it, but it will be built within 1.5 miles of our home.  Can you even imagine?  They forsee anywhere from 2-5,000 trains going in and out of town PER DAY!  Complete nightmare.

Needless to say, we are continuing our house hunt effective tomorrow. 

The end.