I admit it. I finally had the bout of buyer's remorse that everyone said I'd have. Until now, I'd boldly assured them that no, I was perfectly happy with our new house but two nights ago, it hit me. What the hell are we doing buying something so small (I know, it's really as much house as we could afford) , so old (it's still a lot nicer than some of those condos we bid on) and so expensive (it's actually cheaper than rent) but Andrea nicely summed it all up for me. So now I feel better, ready to move in and be done with the whole nasty ass world of renting.