Bidding War!

A bidding war is what every homeowner wants when selling their house. Today our house was shown three separate times. Made for a long day away, but out of those three separate showings, there were two offers made. I came home in between showing two and three. I had ran to the store and had to put a couple things away. I knew the last showing was my personal realtor and her client, so it was no big deal if I was present while the house was being shown. As soon as she walked in she told me there was a definite offer being made and possibly a second also.

In the time that it took my realtor to show her client my house, the previous realtor came back and handed her the first offer. In my driveway.

Wow. Is this for real? That was fast. Too fast. When my realtor and her client left I was about in tears, when I happened to look outside. I could see the two realtors talking talking to each other. I knew what was coming. I had to do some deep breathing before she came back to the door.

So offer one was good. It's a good solid offer. Offer two just came and it's also another good offer. Offer one is in no rush, and will probably give us until the first week of May. Offer two needs the house ASAP because she is pregnant and only has 8 weeks left. That reminds me so much of where we were when we bought this house. I was pregnant with Taylor then, due at any moment. Fast forward 6 years, and here we are trying to figure out which offer to take to sell our house.

Big, Big decisions to be made.

Hard decisions.

It's real. It's here, whether we like it or not.

When I grow up

When I grow up I want to be Oprah. Is it too late? Am I too old? Don't laugh...I think she's a brilliant woman. She annoys the crap out of hubby. To the point he can't stand her. I guess it's because she promotes herself on everything. All her magazine covers, etc. She didn't get to where she is today by chance though...it was hard work and a hell of a lot of determination. I admire that.

I've been watching her network (OWN), and I love to watch the behind the scenes show. I am totally all about the behind the scenes. A year ago I went to The View, and was just in awe of how it all comes together. As brilliant as Oprah is, she has several even more brilliant people working for her as a team. It's amazing. That is something that I could be apart of. Not that I have any experience, mind you. But as stressful as it would be, it would have to be fun. They all seem to really love what they do. That's rare now days. I know I will face having to return to work after we've moved...wonder if I will be able to find something unique that I will love?

My house is officially for sale

And all I want to do is rip the sign out of the yard and throw it down the street...wait, scratch that. I would like to put it in the neighbor's yard. Hahaha...evil yes...but he deserves it for being a doushebag. He's the neighborhood scrooge....word around the street is he is letting his son have the house now. Yeah, every 21 year old kid needs a big house to worry about, right?

But...I digress. The sign went in the yard on the 28th of February. Yesterday! The house officially went into the "system" today. The house was shown for the first time this evening! To say this is going to be a whirl wind is an understatement. I'm not ready...I don't think I could ever be ready. I just have to roll with it, so roll with it I will.

A Little Diddy...

There once was a man. One day this man took a new job on the other side of the country. 3000 miles away from home. The man went to live with his in laws for a few months until his wife and children could join him when the school year was over. The mother in law loved to dote on the man. She cooked his meals, and even packed him a lunch every day. She also even offered to wash his laundry. The man felt a little funny about that, so he declined. The man says cleaning his undies is a deal breaker.

When the man leaves for work, the mother in law is still asleep, but the father in law is awake. They greet each other with a good morning, and the father in law sends the man off with his packed lunch and a banana, telling him to have a good day.

The man drives the lengthy drive to his office and works a full day. Sometimes the man doesn't eat the packed lunch. *Gasp* Sometimes he opts to get lunch out....tsk tsk. The mother in law would be unhappy if she knew.

After working his full day the man returns to his in laws humble abode to a home cooked meal. He eats his wonderful home cooked meal, and then skypes with his children. Some days he also goes to work out. He wants to get buff for his wifey! Although his wifey thinks he's fine just the way he is, buff is great too!

The wifey loves this man with all her heart and soul. She and their kids miss the man terribly, and can't wait for the next couple of weeks to pass so they can spend another weekend together again!

For What??

For Sale....my house is going up for sale. I love this house! It's too small, and there is no storage anywhere, but I love this house anyway. It's our first house....I loved it from the moment I first stepped in. I squeeed with delight when we went through it. I squeeeed with even more delight when we signed all the papers and moved in. It was perfect for us and move in ready. We didn't have to do a thing. No painting, no fixing, nada. Considering I was 7 months pregnant, it was
P E R F E C T!

I know a house is just a house, a place to lay your head at night. The house doesn't make the home. The people make the home. So why is it so hard to let go of it? Is it the fact that it was our first house? The fact that I really don't want to leave, even if it is the right thing to do? Is it fear of the unknown?

What? All of the above and more you say?
Yep....I know.

I will always have pictures and memories to hold onto, and I'll have even more pictures and memories in our next home.

Next Monday I will sign all the papers to officially put our house on the market March 1st. It's a cute little 3 br/2.5 bath. One car garage. Fresh paint in about half of the rooms...new roof to come asap. New heat pump, new dishwasher and disposal. Great neighborhood, great neighbors, and great school district. Large playground in the backyard stays with the house. Perfect for another new young family looking for their first house.

Don't mind me if you find me hiding in the closet somewhere.......

Baby steps

This is what Hubby keeps saying. Baby step one of 6 is complete. We had a great weekend. It was really productive, but it was WAY too short. Today outside matches the way I feel. It's cold and damp, drizzly and dark. I was never so happy to come back from the airport this morning and crawl back into bed to hide from everyone and everything.

I took a nap, I'd been up since 4...when I woke up, well, it seems like an even deeper sadness set in. I keep thinking back to the days when I would drive down and meet him for lunch at Jim's and we'd share a piece of pie for desert. I wish more than anything, today was one of those days. Maybe it's the weather. Maybe it's lack of sleep. Or probably both. Separation is a bitch. We always said we wouldn't do this again, and here we are. Doing it again. It's never been an easy thing, to be so far away from each other. I know I need to be happy with the time we do get, as short as it is. It's better than nothing. Could someone please train my brain to get that!?

Young Love

My son is quite smitten with a little girl in his class. I'll call her N. If you ask him about N, he will swear up and down that they are just really good friends. They aren't dating! According to Zack, he and N get teased quite a bit from their classmates about "dating." Yesterday he brought a take home test home for homework and at school he said the teacher was explaining that they could use their history book for it and get help from parents if they needed it, but not to ask their classmates...and apparently someone spoke up and said "Yeah, Zack and N!" He said even the teacher laughed.

I am pretty good friends with his teacher, and we were just talking about them the other day at the Valentine's party. Their desks are next to each other...she said she put them together since they only have a couple of months left. ;)

I've asked him before about dating and his reply is always, "gross!" I don't know if he really finds it as gross as he just maybe a little scary? They are joint at the hip at school, and she is a sweet little girl. When we reach the end of the school year in June, it's going to break all our hearts to have to leave.