Yesterday was -

I honestly don't know how to finish that sentence. I’m exhausted emotionally and dreading moving forward again. We put an offer on a house. It was a good house and an even better offer. There is no reason we shouldn't have gotten that house but we didn’t. Cash won as it always does. And cash $20k over asking definitely wins every time. Trust me, I get it. As a recent seller I know I’d make the same decision. But in a city where we feel like we don't belong, this just solidified that feeling a bit more. I know realistically this isn't the case but its hard to not take it personally. 

To move forward we are going to have to settle. Settle on a house we might not really want, settle on an area thats not quite right, or settle on a price we aren't super comfortable with. And because of the settling suddenly this whole process doesn't feel right. This was supposed to be different. We were supposed to be able to be picky and take our time and get exactly what we want the second time around. After this latest heartbreak, I’m realizing this isn't the case.