As of Thursday, we will be moving. After some fine-toothed combing in regards to the financing aspect, we’ve been approved, and thus removed our last (and only) condition on our offer. So at the end of August, we’ve moving!
Time to panic.
There is SO MUCH to do. First, we have to get the house ready to show. That means paint touch-ups, painting 3 bathrooms (which are still original “builder bone”), finishing the basement (putting up the drop ceiling), decluttering the WHOLE house, and staging and cleaning it. Our goal is to have back-to-back open houses on June 28 and 29. It’s going to be a very busy two weeks.
Man, what a week it’s been. Monday I get the offer for the permanent position at work – great stuff. But Tuesday was just as good, if not better. Tuesday morning Jannette’s water broke, so after being at work for all of an hour I went home again. Our 3rd child (Carter Timothy) was born at 1:48pm, coming down the chute at a hefty 10lbs and 10oz! I should mention that Jannette did this the way she did both other kids; at home, and totally drug-free. That’s right, at 10lb baby drug free, and without any tears. Yes, I married SuperMommy.
So I got to spend the week at home, including Valentine’s Day (and the brand-new and upcoming Family Day), but it was all tempered by having the stomach flu go through the entire family. Yes, including me. I spent much of Valentine’s Day gingerly moving around and napping. Thankfully the “ab workout” I got was much shorter than what the kids endured.
Now we’re at the end of the week, we’re all healthy again, the kitchen and laundry are almost under control, and both Mom and Carter are doing very well. It’s really been a heck of a week!
I’ve been pretty quiet on the blogging front lately. We’re expecting our 3rd child just about any second now (or so it’s seemed for the past 3 weeks – due date is later this week) and I’ve been busy helping prep the house for that event. (Homebirth, just like our first two.) Today something happened that just needed to be blogged.
About two or three weeks ago I had a dream. I was standing in my bedroom window talking on the phone to someone who was offering me a job. They told me the salary they were offering, and it was a good 20% more than what I’m making currently, and above the target salary I’ve been struggling to get to for the past 4 years or so. I still remember the feeling that came with that dream; I was so happy, relieved, and excited. That number stuck in my head for a while after that.
Today, that number no longer applies.