we may have found the one

We saw a house Sunday. I dont' want to speak too soon and call it "our house," but it will be ours. It's amazing. It's everything we could want from a city house and more. We can see our family growing and loving our life there.

The reaction to just walking in the front door was legendary. I didn't even make it past the front door for a couple of minutes. DeuceDad stood in the foyer turning in circles just trying to take it all in. I had to tell myself "pick your jaw up off the floor before the agent sees you."

As we walked through the house, we were so struck by it that DeuceDad forgot to look in the attic or the garage! He did make it down to the basement, so he wasn't completely possessed.

In the meantime, our realtor was having open house at our place. She had quite a crowd, and there are some follow up viewings today (and she's expecting an offer this afternoon). So my idea of coming to work and having a day completely focused on working is not really going to pan out.

3 Showings and an offer

Yeah, it's like 3 weddings and a funeral.

No, no I'm just being dramatic.

The house went on the market Wednesday, we had 2 showings Friday and one Saturday (today) and got an offer this afternoon (Saturday). It was less than we want, and of course after only being on the market for 4 days we're not jumping to accept a lowball offer. And we have an open house tomorrow.

But considering we don't have a place to go yet, I'm not worried.

Bloggin, and Tweetin, and Stressin, and Bloggin

(to the tune of "Wishin' and Hopin'")

I don't Tweet. No real reason, but I don't.
I don't blog. Let's face it - 2 posts a month isn't bloggin.
But I stress.
And we're selling our house. Again.
And buying another one again.
So I'm going to blog about it.

Good Fortune

I got an interesting fortune in my fortune cookie today:

Land is always in the mind of the flying birds.

I love when a fortune is appropo.

I wish I could say that I was making this look easy - working full time, young son, remodeling house and moving - but I'm not. At least, my body decided to quit faking it so well. I caught Deuce's cold (flu?) and it's one of the worst I've ever had. I'll spare you the details, but I'm functioning at about 30% so you can imagine how that's working out.

After my year at home, I can finally say what I want from my life - land. A family, a place to call home, a stable job and money to keep the lights on. It's all so close. Within the next year it's possible for me to have everything I want. I just need to flap my wings when I can, ride the current when I can, and come down when I can.

Gotta live my life to get boots like these

It's been a while since I posted. Not for lack of anything to say, that's for sure.

The title of this post is about two things I want to share - one is that my Sporto boots are totally waterproof. It's 37 degrees after about 2 feet of snowfall here, so the sidewalks are like lakes. But my feet are dry!

The other is that I'm enamored with Ben Harper and the Relentless 7's album White Lies for Dark Times, which has a song "Boots Like These" that has been stuck in my head since I got the CD. I love rock & roll music. This is a rock & roll album. I like a lot of Ben Harper's music and most of the musicians he's recorded with, but this is my bag right here. Visit the website for unlimited listening to the full albums!

I also have been considering reshaping the blog somewhat - perhaps to "A Thoroughly Modern Mommy." But of course, some other people thought of this first. First there's Thoroughly Modern Mommy (think mommy blogger meets The Onion). Also see Thoroughly Modern Momma - mom and musician's wife who seems to have a sense of humor about her Christiantasticness or whatever you call that.

I just think the whole "adventures in/of" is played out. It was played out when I started, but it was my first blog, so I didn't know.

Oh well, right now I'm working on a little thing called "Get off the internet and work." Wish me luck.