Good News to go with the Bad News

Yesterday, on the anniversary of our engagement, Dallas and I trudged off to Crandall, TX, a small town outside of Dallas where Dallas' sister-in-law went to high school. Dallas' brother and sister-in-law had reserved a lot in a new housing development in this town on Saturday, as they've outgrown their current home, and are looking to be closer to sister-in-law's mother, who has offered to take care of their baby for them free of charge. Dallas and I have been casually looking for a new home for some time, as Dallas and I both wanted to live in a more rural or small town area, and our current house isn't child-friendly and we're going to try starting a family soon. We've been exploring various areas, types of homes, builders, etc. The homes in the Crandall community are on quite a bit of land, and the homes are exceptionally reasonably priced. In short, it sounded like everything we've been looking for in a new home for ourselves with the added bonus that we would be neighbors with Dallas' brother and sister-in-law, with whom I'm very close. We looked around, checked out floor plans, walked off the dimensions of various lots, and ultimately decided that we, too, would put a deposit down to hold a lot. We did not, however, reserve the lot directly next door to the in-laws. That might be a little too much family closeness. Instead, we're about 11 lots down from them, an easy walk, but not in earshot. We don't need any more details on their sex life than we already have, which is significant, as they share with us frequently (usually it's a lack thereof, rather than an abundance).  We will go back on Thursday to sign a contract and get the building underway. We expect to move sometime in June or July.