- Jason was recently transferred to a job in Poulsbo - and for those of you who don't know, that's 1.5 hours from here. He does this twice a day. 5 days a week. He used to get home between 6:00pm and 6:30pm. That gave him just enough time to sit down for the family dinners I started cooking regularly and enough time to spend with his kids who so look forward to him coming home in the evening. Now, he gets home between 7:15pm - 7:30pm. That leaves him just enough time to tuck the kids into bed. And eat the family dinners....oh, yeah, that's right. I stopped doing that once he stopped making it home in time.
- Baby Who Has Yet To Be Named is coming. SOON. That makes three little rugrats total. And two bedrooms to house said rugrats. I know, things could be worse. Atleast I'm not living in tent city, right Mom? But, I'm not going to attempt to move the older two into a room together, when oh, that's right: We're moving. And God willing, into a bigger house.
We're moving........just as soon as we sell this house. See, that's the tricky part. The real estate market is really not my friend right now. Our house has been on the market for over a month now....with two, that's right TWO showings. No offers. Zip. Zilch. Nada.
And we had found the house we wanted to buy. It was great, it really had everything we were looking for in a house. So, we put in a (contingent) offer, and after some back and forth, we all finally agreed on a price. Yeah!!! Then our house sat for a few weeks with not much activity, and the owners of the house we wanted to buy got a higher cash offer. So, they took it. BOOOOOOO!!!!
I know, I know, I really don't blame them. Like us, they needed to sell their house. The market sucks, they had to do what they had to do. No hard feelings toward them one bit. However, we are now without a house to move into, and frankly I'm a little hesitant to make yet another contingent offer on anything, just to have the rug pulled out from underneath us.
I've been feeling really discouraged, because I don't know what the future holds for us. Will we be in this house forever? Will it sell next week? When are we actually moving? Are we really even moving? My life is just on hold. I'd like God to go ahead and answer my call now. The heavenly "on-hold music" compilation is really giving me a headache.
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Oh my goodness! I can totally relate to the up-in-the-airness you have going on. Yuck yuck yuck! Good luck--I'll be thinking of you.
I'm glad I'm not the only one who doesn't do much in the "family dinner" area when Daddy isn't there to enjoy. Jason normally comes home around 6:30??? I am sooooo jealous!! Justin has come home that early a couple times and completely freaked me out. I mean, how am I supposed to last minute clean when he comes home before 7????
Ugh. I am so happy to not be in your shoes. All of that AND your pregnant to a child with no name. Sucky. I hope things pick up for you!!!!
Funny thing though...I bet if Tracy had your house listed for you it would have sold in .4 nano seconds. She's THAT good. Big mistake. BIG. Huge. Oh well, I guess you'll just sit on it for awhile. I'm sure your current agent works perfectly well.
Take heart my friend! Come on over and we will share stories. And don't worry, I know what it's like to be homeless. But, if you guys do become homeless, I will have a spare room. And, I will let you share my bubble bath. And I promise to keep all my kids and yours too, out of the bathroom for at least 5-7 minutes.
BTW- When are you due again? I haven't seen you since Charlee was just a few weeks old and she is now 19 months. We need to fix that! Call me!
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