Thursday, May 9, 2013

a sentimental housewife gets ready to move.

We're moving to Denver in a little over a week. We've wanted to move pretty much the whole 8 years we've been married, and we're so excited. David has an awesome chance to expand his business and we found a perfect (for us) little duplex to rent in a neighborhood that I adore. If you need me for the next year, I'll be out walking, drinking good coffee, shopping, and eating at cute local places. :)

The only downside is this house of ours. We bought it when we were 22 year old newlyweds, and we've been through a lot together in this place since then. I had both my babies here, we've been through countless marriage ups and downs, we've each been through jobs and starting our own businesses. We've had great times out on the deck with friends and lots of room for people to share our home. But now, we have to walk away from it. We listed it with a short sale realtor because the foundation problems make us $40,000 upside down. It's confusing for me. I've put everything I have into this place for 8 years. How many thousands of times have I cleaned the kitchen, wiped fingerprints and muddy paw-prints from the walls and floors, how many countless hours have I spent pulling weeds in the yard while I watch the kids play? But now none of that matters, because the place is in pretty bad shape. Putting everything I had into here wasn't enough because I didn't have money. No amount of cleaning and caring for a home is good enough without money to repair and update. But even now that the realtor told us "nothing matters, you'll just get the bank more money if you fix anything," for some reason I can't just quit. I still care about it. This is where we'll drive past in years to come and tell the kids, "you were born there." I'll wonder about who lives here now and if they're happy here. When we bought this place, the cute little old lady told me how happy she was here with her husband who had passed away a few years earlier, and she prayed that we would be happy here, too.

Monday, February 25, 2013

this n' that

Today I got my brain back from the depths of despair.  Not really. I just like it in the movie Anne of Green Gables when she talks about the depths of despair through her veil of newly-dyed green hair.

But really, I do feel somewhat like myself again for the first time, oh, since I blogged last. My sweet adorable baby girl gave up sleeping 5 months ago, but she seems to be getting her groove back (I HOPE). Crazy what sleep deprivation does to you. That stuff is no joke. Side note applicable to the past month: who knew that real-live influenza lasts 12 days to a month?!? For each person? Like if a family of four gets it, say goodbye to life for 6 weeks-ish. Sheesh. Glad that's over, too.

And now, life: we're moving to Denver May 1st! After living in this little city for most of our lives, and in this house for most of our marriage, we're makin' it happen. We've wanted to move and looked for opportunities, and this awesome one suddenly fell into our laps, and all the pieces seem to be lining up just right, too. David will be the in-house lab for a "bio-dentist," one of just a few in the nation who does specialized holistic care. I'm super excited for life in the big city. I think the change will help us grow, as a family and as individuals.

I sure missed my babies' personalities while they were sick. Olive will be 1 in just 7 weeks! She says Mama, Da, bup (up - that one is hilarious), oof oof (woof), and makes the elephant sound. She also copies every sound we make, like blowing on hot food, coughing, etc. She climbs up and down everything, including the couch for the first time today! I think walking will still take awhile though.

Atticus's new thing is removing clothing. Every time we walk in the door, he walks to his room, shuts his door, and takes off his hat, coat, shoes and socks. Before his bath today, he left the bathroom to shut himself in his room and said, "I'm going to turn into bath Atticus." He then came back naked and climbed in the bath. He tells awesome stories, makes a mean pretend sandwich, and looooves going to church to play with his friends. I know it's cliche, but they grow up so fast.