Where I've Been and Where I'm Going

My dude learning to crawl in my house of boxes and laundry baskets.

By the time anyone reads this post I'll be long gone. Not like, dead or vanished or done with blogging, but moved on to a better place. Because, we are like grown ups and bought a house. I know right?

I've been keeping it on the down-low, I didn't want to jinx it. And I've been so busy packing up all of our crap and selling some of our other crap thanks to a Facebook page designed just for that purpose that I've hardly sat down at my computer for the last month.

We bought a cute little house just a couple miles from where we live now and are set to sign the papers today, but I'm scheduling this post for a few days from now so by the time this hits the internets I will be moved on up.

Its not a big or fancy house, but its cute and its all ours and I can do whatever the heck I want with it. And it has AC! Glorious AC, which will make me a nicer person in the summer, because hot and uncomfortable Jennifer is a real bitch. It also has some things I've been doing without for my entire adult life. Not necessary things, but nice modern convenience things that I will enjoy having. Like a dishwasher, a garbage disposal, and a fridge with an icemaker. I'm ready to throw out my ice cube trays and dish drainer, like now.

I haven't been unhappy in this house, its really the opposite actually. I brought my three babies home from the hospital to this house, 2 of them took their first steps in the same living room I'm sitting in right now. My dude is on the floor right now in this living room trying to learn to crawl, but since we're moving like, tomorrow, he will master that skill and walking in the new house. This house is full of happy memories, and there is a small part of me that will be nostalgic and sad to move on from it. Till summer with the air conditioning. I've just got to get some boxes and pack up those happy memories, there's plenty more to be made.

I've never been someone who sought out change. I was content living in a small house even though nosy people told me I should move. I have no problem with a small house, especially a cheap one. But then our landlord raised the rent, and we have no lease. Then he said in 6 months he was going to raise it more. That planted a seed of discontent. David and I both got restless, so we made big plans for our tax return and started shopping around. We first looked for rentals, because there was a part of me that didn't think we were grown up enough/had everything together enough to be homeowners. But rent in this town is a joke. Everything is overpriced or ghetto. You will pay more in rent than you would to own a house, so we did the grown up thing and bought something.

To say I love our new house (even though as I type this we haven't even slept there yet) is an understatement. Its a cute little bungalow built in the 20s, so vintage and cute! But, the inside is all brand new. With an awesome, nice, beautiful, bright kitchen. I cannot wait to cook it in and then use the dishwasher. There is only one bathroom, and the kids rooms are small. But those aren't dealbreakers. We only have one bathroom now and I can live with it. And did I mention that there is air conditioning? Cause I'm kind of hyped about that. Swamp coolers were invented by the devil.

David and I walked around the yard the other day mentally chopping down ugly bushes and a big stupid mesquite tree. We planned to do actual yardwork, a thing we haven't done since we moved here 9 years ago. It was real. We were happy to have a yard to do yardwork in, a chore I loathed as a child, probably partly because my dad likes to get it done at 4 am.

Of course it goes without saying that I will post pictures on here. We need to buy a new entertainment center first, we sold our old one and our TV is on the floor of our current living room. We've been living with cheap rent so long that we have nice furniture, I'm sure it will look even better in a nice house. I'm ready to live a box free life!