This Damn House

In a couple of days, I promise, there will be a birthday post for Mia.  I have not blogged in awhile, and I have been trying to think of good happy subjects.  But right now, there is this other thing that keeps getting in the way.

Selling the damn house.

This is going to be long, whiny, and bitter, but there should be some cute photos somewhere, so just hang on.

Our condo is for sale, and it has been on the market solid for about 9 months now, and it had been on the market before for about 6.  I have wanted to move out of it since we got married almost 6 years ago.

Yesterday, we went to some open houses.  In the past we have been able to eliminate at least a couple places we see, but this time, the three houses we went to were all great.  All houses we could imagine ourselves in, nice big shaded backyards, old trees, better layout, more room, you know, everything I was looking for.  You know how you aren't supposed to go grocery shopping when you are hungry?  I think for me, this is kind of true about shopping for houses in the summer.  I was lusting after the yards in these houses, after spending the morning playing in the pool in our driveway.

Don't get me wrong, we can live in our house.  It has enough bedrooms, working bathrooms, room for us and all our stuff (kind of).  We can afford the payment, we aren't in a relocating situation or anything like that.  We just don't want to be here anymore.

I want my kids to be able to play in the backyard.  And have a space for their toys that isn't our living room.  And to have a pretty open kitchen where I can see them.  Nothing super fancy.  Nothing super new, or needing to be perfect.  We are willing to work on a fixer upper as long as it is liveable.  We can paint, we can tear down wallpaper and paneling, we can do floors, drywall, repairs.  We just want somewhere that will be home, our home, instead of feeling like where we are is temporary.

I'm tired of playing in the driveway.  The kids deserve more.  The dog deserves more.  The one that was my favorite hadn't been on the market more than a couple of weeks.  Unless we sell our place pretty soon, I doubt it will last on the market.  So pretty.  I could picture Mia's birthday party there, how I would decorate, etc.  Instead, her party is at my inlaws, we have stopped doing anything but cleaning and decluttering here, because we don't want to live here anymore.

Whine, whine, moan, grumble. . .We watch HGTV, and the DIY network.  And just imagine that someday, we will not live here, and that we can do all those things we want to.

Okay, pictures, as promised.  I am tons and tons of weeks behind on my project 52 (and really, I have no idea how I would catch up, but I do think this week I have a good entry for W.  Which is what I should be on.

W is for Water.

We were washing the dog in the driveway, and had the pool set up, so the kids of course were running around in their bathing suits.  Speaking of which, um, how much trouble does THIS look like?  "Let mommy take your picture in your new bathing suit", and THIS is what happens??

I don't really have much else to add, Mia had an eleven day virus, that made all of us kind of miserable, and she was just sweet, clingy, not sleeping baby, I had a birthday and turned 34, which was really no different than being 33, except I think that it felt weird because I don't remember ever telling anyone last year that I WAS 33, so it felt weird for the number to change.

Whatever, I'm old, I'm feeling very fat these days, and I am crabby about the house situation.

Here are some more cute photos of my kids.  You're welcome.