This past week has been full of stuff - busy stuff - a weekend getaway, lots of picture taking, lots of laundry, house guests, house cleaning, photo shoots, a wedding, re-doing a bathroom - hard to believe what you can fit into one week, isn't it?
And in the middle of it all, I'm in a funk. I find myself wanting change - a new house or new goals or something. Tom and I have never lived in one house for this long. And I don't mean together. I mean ever - in our entire lives, we've never lived in one house for 6 years. I really want our kids to grow up in a house that they remember as "the house they grew up in." Tom and I never had that. And we both want that for our kids. We knew when we bought this house that this would not be THAT house. Yet, here we are 6 years later. And Emily is 9. If we don't get into THAT house soon, well, the whole point will be lost.
So, I think it's time for a change. The first step is fixing up this house. Whether it helps us handle staying here for a bit longer or makes it easier to sell, there is work that needs to be done. Now, if only money could start growing on the trees outside to make it a bit easier to accomplish this goal. :p Either way, we're going to do it. I'm not sure how, but I'm going to find a way. I don't like ruts AT ALL. And when I find myself in one, it's a sign that there needs to be change.
And then my little guy - my baby - my Hurricane Andrew - is going to be 4 in a month. 4?!?! Holy cow!!!! And I can see the growth and maturity coming. For example, he'll actually sit still at the breakfast and dinner table and have good manners. And he has started going straight to the coat closet when he gets home from school and putting his things away. And the cutest thing - in the bathtub, he has picked up on the relaxing part of a bath - it's not all about the toys and water fights - he'll lay back and relax. Totally cute!!!