holy crap, house hunting

well crap in a hand basket.
i'm in lust with a house. i'm waiting biting my nails as my offer goes in, trying to keep my lust from falling into love. i've seen the craziest things, heard the craziest stories from people trying to buy a home, so i'm nervous, but in total lust with this house. it's not the best neighborhood... but it's turning around. every other house looks like a freshly painted doll house, but every house between that looks like a paint peeling trash heap. it is exactly what i'm looking for though... just location is the only drawback, and the location isn't even that bad, in relation to downtown, but it is further from family. i'm nervous but each time i've gone to look at it and step inside it just feels like home, comfortable and cozy. the yard is my perfect size, tiny. along with the cozy tiny house. there's even a rather creepy cellar under one of the bedrooms, and it makes me love the house more. i could have a wine cellar of ten dollar bottles of wine, and tell creepy ghost stories and challenge friends to go down. the house is over 100 years old, room for lots of ghost stories. there's even a funny doghouse, the right size for my dog built onto the back of the house... my dog would never go in it, but it's there to welcome her home, hopefully.
this house i kept running back to, it was the second house i looked at, but since it was so early i wanted to keep looking especially being so nervous about a first place, so i kept looking.
the next house was just weird, they had converted it to an office type building and were trying to re-sell it back as a house, there was room on room, and no closets anywhere, the fridge was not in the large kitchen, and the stairs lead to a scary basement with no windows. next house sat on it's lot side ways squished between apartment building it was rather large, but just didn't really flow and it just wasn't right, and so dark. next house i think they may have used to film ATTACK OF THE GIANT SPIDERS! they were the size of my dog, and i screamed at one in the bathroom that surprised me. my realtor then checking the windows and water managed to get a window stuck open and the toilet running so after a quick phone call we ran away. next house, an open house, was really nice, just not for me, carry on. next two for sale next to each other, walk in the first okay, it's a one bedroom with a giant hole in the wall to the main room, it was an office, and that was it. next door, bigger, neat architectural detail but what is that smell? as we walked straight back i started to feel sick and ran out of the house behind my realtor coughing. as we drove away we did notice new business oportunities, an odvious drug deal to the right, and an art gallery to the left, large graffiti spots currently being added to, it would have also had a view if there wasn't a trucking industrial busiess accross the street... so we ran back to the house i have my eye on. i walked in, and it was cozy and nice again, so welcoming after the previous houses. it's not perfect, but it's not horrible... and for what i want to pay its great.
so here i am... biting my nails...