House number two is a wonderful three bedroom and two full bath ranch home with an ocean view is priced to sell. The home has a beautiful front porch great for relaxing in rocking chairs and a patio out back. It has open floor plan which would be great for entertaining and comes with vaulted ceilings, fans and custom lighting throughout the home. All of the bedrooms are very spacious and come with tons of closet space. The kitchen comes with all the appliances and has tons of cabinet and counter space a cook could ask for. Elle and ask the realtor for a moment alone and wander through the house together. Stopping in the master bedroom she opens one of the windows and listens quietly for a moment. The breeze is frigid but the sound of the waves lapping the sand can be heard loud and clear. “I love this one.” She gushes. “It’s totally perfect. Colin would love it. It’s still close enough to the shop and gym that you could walk if you wanted too.” “You’re sure he’d like it right?” “What’s not to love about this place. It’s got the patio, the front porch...even one more bedroom then you were looking for. The price is amazing for the location and it doesn't need any work!” “Have you considered being a realtor?” Elle laughs. “‘Cause you really know how to sell a house.” “I’m just saying, this place has all the things on the list you rattled off.” “True. I think maybe it’s offer time.” Her eyes sparkle with excitement and I feel like squealing but know I need to check myself. I’m not buying the house, Elle is but it’s so exciting knowing that she will be a permanent resident close by. It’s a new start for her and I’m really happy for it. We find the realtor on her cell phone in the living room and patiently wait for her to finish her call. “What do you think? Want to see another one?” She asks. “I, ah, I’d like to make on offer, full asking price on this one.” Elle wrings her hands together as she speaks. This is a big deal for her and I can feel the nervous tension radiating off her. I toss my arm around her waist and give her my most encouraging smile. “Wonderful! Let’s get the paperwork going then.” Her realtor elates. Elle and I follow behind her in my car back to the office to get the ball rolling. I am beside myself with excitement and Elle looks like she might throw up. “What’s wrong?” “I’ve just never purchased something so....substantial on my own before. It’s kinda scary.” She admits. “You have the funds. You’re an adult and you’re free to make your own choices in life. Live it up Elle. This is a great investment.” I coddle her. “I know, I know. You’re right. I just want this to be perfect. I’m being ridiculous.” “You’re being a responsible woman, of course it’s nerve wracking but it’s also super freakin’ exciting! I don't know how I’m going to keep this to myself for two weeks.” Elle laughs and the tension around her visibly reduces as we hop out of the car and start inside. “You’re right. This is freaking exciting and I can totally afford it, especially with the sale of the house last week… so I don't know what I’m so worked up over.” By the time we head out the realtor thinks that within a couple days’ time we can be under contract if all goes according to plan.
ELLE
I punch first, duck and hit him right back after he swings. When he dances around me and counters, I fake a punch, slip away and then smack him. Stepping straight in with an authoritative jab I quickly change my head level and duck down to hit my opponent with a hard right hand to the stomach. Hitting right at the top of the stomach hurts the most so Colin says. I try relax, breathe and not get intimidated or caught up in the moment. I let the other boxer do all the work. Not every punch has to be a knockout punch I remind myself. “Don’t wait for your opponent to