We hadn't heard back on the place we wanted to buy, but had been assured the bank would accept our offer. The place was a short sale and our agent told us that they can take some time. So Hubba rented a small house about a half-hour away. We payed way too much, but the owner agreed to three dogs, a cat and month-to-month rent.
I would be fired a few days later.... for moving... even though we had discussed it during our interview and the job required 90% travel to locales other than the city I moved from.
Naturally, it is difficult to secure financing when you don't have a job. :-/ It took several weeks, but I did secure another position.
We never heard back on the first house and we made an offer on a second place.
It turns out that neither of these were actually for sale.
Yes... in 2009, when all you heard about was that people couldn't sell their houses, we had a difficult time finding houses that were actually for sale. Even when they had a sign out front, were listed in the MLS and were willing to let people look at them, houses weren't for sale. It was the strangest feeling.
So we stayed in that rented house for much longer than we would have liked. Until we found (and closed on) the place we currently live in.
We then built loafing sheds and corrals, moved alpacas, found LGD's one and two, birthed cria, built a garden, and did a whole lot of other things. We have so much more to do in order to fully realize this dream, but we have already achieved a great deal.
Technically our pasture is more brown than green right now, but our future is very bright. :-)