I got nothing people.
I hate this. I have tried writing several posts, and my brain is just absolutely F-R-I-E-D!
I guess I'll just toss out an update. It's better than no post at all (maybe, maybe not. You guys be the judge). It may not be all that exciting, but it's currently all consuming to us and pretty damn cool when I allow myself to actually "go there".
The mortgage loan is set for us to buy the house (WHOO-HOO!). We're waiting on the final "stuff" for the home equity line of credit on our current home, which will allow us to actually PAY the down payment on our new one. The idea is that we will put our home up for sale, and as soon as we close on it, we will immediately pay that loan back. Hopefully we will be able to set up our closing for that on Monday or Tuesday of next week and I can breathe a huge sigh of relief. We're just running in to scheduling nightmares because of our closing set for the 28th of December (on the new house) and vacations and holidays on top of the short time frame that we're working in. I'm having to stay on my toes and light fires under lots of peoples' asses to ensure that no one drops the ball anywhere.
That's the one thing that I'm waiting on. I just can't allow myself to *really* feel excited about this move, until we have that money in hand (or at least in our account). Every day a little more excitement creeps in though. This house ROCKS you guys! We had the inspection today and the guy told us that if every house he looked at was in as good a shape as this one, he would be "out of a job". It certainly made us feel good about buying it. The worst thing he saw was that the master closet door would close, but not "latch". Ummmm, I think I can deal with that.
On a side note, Landon started going to "pre-school" today. I guess for a 15 month old, it's not technically school. We'll just call it "play school"...yeah, that sounds good.
He was fine when I first left the room, so I was flying high thinking it would be a breeze. He is such a social little fella, that I don't even think he realized I was gone initially. I ran to the car to grab something for Colin, and when I came back in, I peeked into his room (without letting him see me). Um, NOT a good idea. He was screaming his head off. My brain of course tripped in to "mommy guilt" mode and I was feeling like the shittiest Mom on the planet. The teacher came out and told me that they had tried, but he wouldn't let anyone pick him up, which honestly seemed kind of strange to me. My friend Allison who works in the adjoining room couldn't stand it after a minute or two and went in the check on him. He stopped crying within minutes. Hmmmm. I guess I'll have to watch and see how I feel about his teachers. I'm sure that they're busy with other toddlers running around, but even if the kid won't let you pick him up, you can do SOMEthing to distract him. Am I right?
We pulled out the Christmas tree tonight. Talk about something that is frustrating. I'm in packing/de-cluttering mode for our (hopefully) upcoming move, and I'm pulling shit out of the attic and setting it up inside? I have to though. Colin is so excited about decorating for Christmas. I'm just dreading the thought of having to pack it all up again the day after Christmas so we can move a few days after that.
Oh well...it's for my boys, so I'll bite the bullet and do it.
So, that's my life in a nutshell. Lots going on that I'm trying to stay conservatively excited about.
Oh, and by the way. My dear Hubby is in CRAZY, PSYCHO pack up mode. He came home the night we signed the contract and packed up about 5 boxes of stuff and put them in the garage. Every night since then he's asked me, "What can I pack?"
If you don't hear from me for a while, it means that he's boxed either me, or the computer up.
Can you tell he's excited too?