Next on my happiness list

The house purchase looks like it is going to happen. We get the keys on the 27 of August. I'm feeling really excited about that.

Now, my recent blogging apart from the house has been about not being happy. And, I discovered, happily, that getting into a "home" is a signficant part of that. Well, hooray me, mission accomplished.

However, there is a linking of things that has taken me back a little bit. I can't leave my job until we have settled into the house. This isn't a huge regression. In fact, it offers me a little bit of a reprieve, perhaps excuse, from thinking too much about it. For now, my job is what it is. (I've mentioned before that I hate the idea "overthinking," but that's another blog.) I can imagine the loan conversations, "yeah. I quit my job this week. Will that affect anything?"

I don't think that some kind of window of opportunity is closing. I'm pretty sure I can quit anytime. But, I do think it will make for some interesting internal conversations for the time being. I'm hoping Redsy will come out in the fall. Perhaps for a little parental validation, but also for some carpentry input. We'd like to close off one room downstairs for the TV room and the best room is a pretty open one with a staircase.

Look forward to seeing you all, too.

Big news

Our offer on this house was accepted. Provided the house passes inspection and it likely will, we will close at the end of august.

Click on the link below for more details on this listing:
http://www.windermere.com/lid6038559
Klahanie Area Home in Issaquah

Address: 4227 239th Pl SE
City: Issaquah
State: WA
Zip: 98029

Google map location

your sorry kid asses

I remember seeing you guys as kids do stuff that blew me away. It made me choke up to see you boys play soccer as well as you did. Or to see Nicole perform on stage. I had pride by association, but that takes away from your accomplishment. Really, I was flat-out impressed. It was recalling those things that helped me have kids. I remember certain instances with a lot of clarity. Now when I see my own kids do stuff, I get choked up.

I've learned that fear in our family produces contempt. We don't yell so much but we do get mad, then we just get amazingly sarcastic and contemptable. Sometimes that's funny and all, but sometimes it is our escape mechanism. Look at the title of this post and you'll see what I mean.

I'm so happy to have partaken in those experiences but I've never shared them. Why? Because I don't really know how. But I'm learning. So thanks for that, straight up.

The 39 Planation Street fixuh uppah is another great example of that. Way to go Mike.

It's not the money

New nickname: Big Brother - how'd I not think of that in the first place on a blog called Sibling Rivalry?

Aside: I've started a new post because long comments are easy to lose and it 'pings' me when a new post is there.

The thing I've realized is that the quibbling about the house is not about the money. Yes, you have to be prudent or at least not imprudent. But mostly I want to know that we are buying something that is good for us. Someplace that will help us create a nurturing environment for ourselves and our kids. Someplace that will provide a vehicle for the many talents/skills that make getting up in the morning worth it, from decorating to cooking to hosting family and friends, etc. If that's what you are getting when you pay $20,000 more dollars than you'd hoped, it is a lot more palatable.