Houses

There is a house "in town" that I drive by to get to a friends house or to the bank. It is near the college campus (well the one in town, obviously not the one I went to). There are actually a lot of homes on this street, go figure. But... only two of them are for sell, and only one of them was actually listed. Its been listed for a while. Maybe a month or two? Or longer? I mean... I wasn't really looking so I wasn't paying attention. Until a few days ago. Christmas Eve Eve if you will, or the 23. I called up the agent. I just HAD to see this house. I had husband talked into seeing it right then and there. But the agent was gone so they put me in contact with another. Well short story shorter... the house is under contract and I can't see it. Well this gets me on a kick to see other houses. So there are other houses in the area, not really on the street, that are for sell. Maybe just maybe they are as good as 417 (the original house). Then I find "Morgan" or 18 Morgan to be specific. I call the next day get a different person and find out that  it is under contract also. Two houses, two appointments, and two contracts.

This got me mini obsessed for about 2 days. All I could think to do was find an amazing Victorian to move into. Why move  you ask? No idea. Dislike the house? Dislike all the major work we have to do to make it amazing. Completely redoing the walls in 417 didn't sound so bad neither did ripping out the pink carpet in Morgan... but adding a deck, updating the siding, redoing both bathrooms and a kitchen, and deciding on flooring seems horrible here. Maybe because we talked about how "easy" it would be two years ago, yet now we are still living in what looks like the same house except missing blue wall paper  and some ugly paneling.

This house is a reality. This house actually takes work and money. In this house I can see every day my laziness. This house could be amazing... if I worked on it. But I don't so it doesn't. Saying "417 only needs new walls, floors stripped, and everything painted" sounds so simple. But I can't hang dry wall, mud, or paint very well. Stripping original floors would be left up to a professional and the ONE room husband has left me to paint has about 3 different textures to it now because of my "painting skills". So why move and get more work?

Holding Pattern

Ever since I have been given the "go" I haven't been as eager as before. Which is probably good, because I knew being as hell bent as I was wasn't good for anyone! I'm now trying to process the me and us time that it leaves. I'm trying to get things together that would otherwise fall to the way side once there was a baby in the pictures. I'm focusing on hobbies and house decorating. There are rooms here that I would like to finish (or start) working on and I can't see my self doing that with a baby. I also don't feel ready to have a baby, so good thing I have decided to put it off... well back to its original spot is more like it. Ok... not original original. I don't think I can wait till 30. But 28 doesn't seem like a life time away!

Diggin a hole

Thursday night Hubs and I had a night out. Really he wanted to go to best buy and thought the best way to grease the wheels of the trip was to offer up Oliv.e Gar.den. They are right next to each other and made perfect since. I got a trip to the mall out of it too. Granted, the mall was not the greatest place to go! We did roam around a few major name brand stores. a couple of times we had to pass the children's clothes to get to the stairs or door out. At one point I passed by some of the cutest closes for a little girl. The big hanging with the outfits said "Daddies little girl" I held it up and said "Are you sure you don't want one?!?!" Hubs laughed. So of course this got me on the conversation of babies. You know... for the 100th billion time that second. Ok... that might be an exaggeration, but still, you know what I mean.

In the car I finally said "I think I'm up to waiting until 28 again" he just looked at me funny. I mean really... whats the rush? yes I want to buy all these cute those and make things fora baby, but I'll be able to do that in two, five or ten years. He responded with some number crunching (hes main hold up) and finally said "Well I'm guess I'm happy with the way the account looks, you let me know when your ready." I was a little more then shocked. I guaranteed him at least one more month since I just bought a new pack of birth control but now I need to seriously consider a time frame! After reading my books I know I want to be off of it for a few months before actively trying. I would also like to have the house close to decorated before we ditch it focus on baby buying. The car needs to be paid off and I WANT SIDING!!! So, a few months if not a year will still be in the works, but now I want to frantically read all the books I can get my hands on!

Shortly after he said what he did he started laughing... "Have you ever felt like you have dug your self into a deep hole?"  "oh? is that what you feel like you just did" a little worried he might be back tracking.... "No, pretty sure it just caved in on me..." HAHA he can't dig him self out of this now...