We are officially in contract on house #3.
Yes, that’s right, #3. The people for house #2 remained batshit insane and I’m not willing to pay their bank an extra $5000 because they have pride issues. Also, this house has a really sweet backyard and fence for puggles. This house is nice too because it has a bonus room (a 4th bedroom sized room over the garage) and a fully finished walk out basement (the yard has an awesome slope for sledding, less so for mowing, which is husband’s problem). Anyways, we will be closing February 10 as long as everything looks good during the inspection and we don’t have any weird hiccups. Now to tell our crappy apartment complex. This is both exciting and terrifying.
Anyways, lately I am suffering from some serious blog malaise. I just have nothing interesting to say. Still pregnant. Still living in my crappy apartment. Still procrastinating on the dissertation. I’m possessed of a horrible burning need to get my house in order and set up baby stuff, but that’s not really an option right now. It feels like my entire life is just a holding pattern right now. Waiting for baby, waiting to be done with school, waiting for our house, etc. It feels like all I do is wait. And I am the least patient person in existence.
Maybe I should spend less time waiting and more time dissertating. I keep complaining that a lot of people my age don’t seem to understand the concept of working for what you want, but I’m not doing a good job of following through. I’m going to have to think about what I can do to make me more accountable because I need the completed document by the beginning of April.
How do you get past blog malaise? Anything we should know about being new homeowners?
Sorry for the whining, I’ll be back Wednesday with less first world problems.