so I bought a house
So, I bought a house. First time in my young adulthood that I can say that. Blame the army, they kept moving me to undesirable places with the promise of moving me again, before I could claim tax advantage. The house is in a neighborhood that we think we will love. We think the boys will love. If we don't love it, we will move in a little bit. We can blame the Army for that attitude too. You know, I never thought that the Army would have such an impact on me, but there it is. I digress. I think everyone should write blog posts after a bottle of celebratory champagne. Shared with another person, of course. Or maybe yourself. Whatever you fancy.
So, back to this house. Its not my dream house. Zero curb appeal, neighbors I could spit on they are so close, and a fireplace built by Barney Rubble (am I dating myself? I think so.), but it has a lot of great things. It needs some work. I needs some elbow grease, it's in a flood zone - yes. Flood zone. It needs a little updating vision, but I think we're up to the task. At least I hope we are. I think its the Army wives influence (Stephanie Howell) that are telling me to put together the boys' rooms first. Its on my plan. I've had the vision in my head for their rooms. I have put it down on paper. I have a notebook. I have a date to home depot... tomorrow.
Anyway, I'm probably not conveying my excitement. Or at least, the requisite amount. I don't know that I've allowed myself to feel excitement. Yet. We have moved into so many places that were not our own, I'm not sure how to feel about a place that IS my own. I think it might creep in. When I realize I can hang pictures without worrying about my security deposit. Or curtains. Or when I can pick my own blinds or replace the stove that doesn't work. Realistically, probably after I pay my first mortgage payment. Then I will know its mine. For better or for worse. This is what I would imagine a stress full marriage is like (fortunately, haven't had one of those). Then I will know its mine to make the best of.
For now, the above picture is from my dream house board. Pictures that are of a house that I do not own. That I will not turn my current house into. That I will never see in my real life. But you know what? I'm going to make new pictures. Pictures that make my house look better to me. Pictures that might not be of my "dream house," but show up in my dreams. And maybe, on someone elses pinterest.
Wish me luck and house love. Our backs need it!