Blogging is weird because you can write entire posts about itty bitty teeny weeny things, things like how much I despise that show Sid the Science Kid for example. But then when ginormous things happen, you're like "oh and by the way a herd of elephants trampled our car and it was weird. Moving on to this MASCARA I FOUND WOW IT'S SO GREAT AND IMPORTANT."
Know what I'm sayin'?
Case in point: we are thisclose to putting our house (The House) on the market, and I sort of just brought it up in passing like it's no big deal. And then people were like "um, can you back this train up and pick up a few passengers that you left behind, passengers like Mrs. What the Heck and Mr. Why?"
So, here goes: Why we might be selling this old house and moving to another old house that's, like, 2 miles away.
1) Dirt road. It's mostly fine. It goes along with the affordable price of the home. But it's kinda hard on the vehicles and the condition changes like crazy when there's been lots of rain or snow or any kind of weather at all. Michigan has a LOT of weather. So, the houses we're looking at are on paved roads and I am stoked
2) Smallish property. Don't laugh, but 1.5 acres really is on the small side for this area. I know! I know! I sound like a lunatic. But it's kinda like we need to go all-in on this rural thing. If we're gonna have a 17 mile drive to the nearest good grocery store, we want the trade-off to be some real land. 6 kids, 2 dogs, a flock of birds, homeschooling...more space to do the crazy things would be wonderful. Like my biggest girl and I going on a cross-country style training run together without actually leaving home. I mean doesn't just reading that give you butterflies of excitement in your stomach? It does me!
3) 1 bathroom. Sigh. I hate that that's a reason for us because I feel like such a baby, but it will be really nice having a 2nd toilet while potty training Mary. Right now we have 6 potty-using people living in our house and it feels like we're maxed out. If we didn't homeschool it might be easier, but we do so it can get pretty scary in that hallway sometimes while people are banging on the door demanding that the other person come out rightthisverysecond and all that jazz. And don't even get me started on the bathing schedule. It's gotten a little silly, truly.
We love the area, we love our parish, everything else about the current house is fine. It will really be a move of desire rather than necessity if it works out, know what I mean? Maybe that's what's helping me stay calm. Really if the whole deal falls through, we will only be better off because we've done so much sprucing up to get this house ready to sell. So the current house has gone from fine to way better than fine in a really short amount of time. Yay! So. All good things, all good things.
And since so many people enjoyed discussing The Bear on the Wall photobombing my post on Friday , I'll treat you to this much clearer shot of his ridiculousness:
He can haz new home by the time we go back again? Plz?