Visiting family. Planning on fun times with friends tomorrow. Talked to a mortgage person today and was surprised to find that we might be able to afford a home higher than we had been thinking.
Overall good news.
More good news:
I cleaned the master!!! It is hardly ever clean seeing as it is the catchall room when we have friends over. Rocket Scientist walked in and said, "Did we get a new room?" He was quite impressed. I was too. :) It is kind of hard to organizedly pack things when the whole place is a mess. :P
I don't think I have much else to talk about, but life is good and we are surviving.
And like I realized today, the world won't end in 2012, because Marty McFly visited 2015. We will even have boots that suck onto our feet so we don't have to tie them. Look forward to that. :) But I think I'll be more excited about the tiny pizzas that cook within seconds. :)
Friday, May 14, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Homes
As stated in my last post we have been toying with the idea of buying a mobile home. That in mind I want to complain about one point regarding mobile homes:
Trailer Park Fees.
They are about as pricey as our first apartment. Sure, we are renting the land to live on, but really. Should doing that be the same amount of money as it costs to rent an apartment? That is just crazy! Not only would we have mortgage fees, but the park fees which are the same price as rent for an apartment. Now, I would rather live in our own place to avoid any disturbing of neighbors with our moderately quiet TV, but still, the same price? Seriously? Can't we, as buyers do something about this?
It is the same kind of scam with condos. Why buy a condo, which is around the same price as a house, and live in an apartment type setting? Why are condos all that popular? If you are gonna spend that much money buying a place to live, why not spend it on an actual house?
Am I the only one who sees a problem with this?
Trailer Park Fees.
They are about as pricey as our first apartment. Sure, we are renting the land to live on, but really. Should doing that be the same amount of money as it costs to rent an apartment? That is just crazy! Not only would we have mortgage fees, but the park fees which are the same price as rent for an apartment. Now, I would rather live in our own place to avoid any disturbing of neighbors with our moderately quiet TV, but still, the same price? Seriously? Can't we, as buyers do something about this?
It is the same kind of scam with condos. Why buy a condo, which is around the same price as a house, and live in an apartment type setting? Why are condos all that popular? If you are gonna spend that much money buying a place to live, why not spend it on an actual house?
Am I the only one who sees a problem with this?
Monday, May 10, 2010
Life
Life is funny sometimes, you know?
A month goes by and I realize that I had neglected my blog, not to mention my readers. I do apologize.
So here we are. Our one year lease for our apartment has come to an end and we feel the need to move on, so a majority of my time is dealing with all aspects of moving and as for Rocket Scientist, he is trying to find a job elsewhere. Wish us luck.
As for the kids, they are doing well. I can't believe that Baby is becoming less and less like a baby. He will be one in only one month. CRAZY! Bug is already four (I missed posting on that... sorry once again) and he is having issues sharing pretty much any toy with Baby. Not to mention that Bug is extremely particular, and if Baby plays with anything or messes up anything Bug has a fit. He is really into doing "drama queen" type fits. So much so that he claims that he can't use his legs anymore and he has to have someone carry him. It is quite vexing to me seeing as my back is usually hurting and I have a hard time carrying such a heavy boy.
Quick summary of what has happened the past month and what we all have been up to:
Rocket Scientist has been working hard as always. Right now he isn't only working hard at his current job, but also looking into a better future for us. With a new job, a new place to live, and a new career. It is very possible for us to join the Air Force, but for now going back to school is the first step. And finding something to support us while he goes to school. I may soon be bring in some income and we are looking for different ways for me to do that as well while still staying at home with the kids.
On that score, we'll move onto my life. I have recently decided that though I love the people I was working with in Mary Kay, the products, and what Mary Kay has to offer people I just cannot do this sort of job. So. I am going to be selling the product back to the company and starting a fresh with something else that will hopefully bring in income. I am not going to counseling anymore because there really wasn't much more for us to talk about. The last few sessions dealt with coping strategies and I just have to put them to use. Currently I'm fuming because of our upstairs neighbors who pound on the floor when the TV is hardly loud. It seems like she wants us all to use headphones at all times because seriously. I can't hear the TV outside of my door let alone in the farthest place in our apartment from it. So I'm fuming and know I should use something to calm me down, but I am currently enjoying being mad at her. I can't wait until we are in our own place!
Besides being a mom, I have been looking into places that we can live. There are some pretty nice mobile homes that we are interested in, and since we have never bought a home before, we are learning more about the many different aspects and things that we need to do before it actually happens. Sometimes I wonder if just renting an apartment again would be easier (it would), but then I hear the upstairs neighbors pounding on the floor once again and think, "I will do ANYTHING to not have to live with that again!"
I also have been working pretty consistently on my story, and enjoying almost every moment of it. It is kind of hard to enjoy when I am in a writers block, but nevertheless, I'm still quite surprised at how much better the writing has been this time around. I'm interested to see how it ends up. My muse is mean and doesn't let me think or brainstorm about it unless I'm writing on the computer. :) A few days ago though I realized that if we were planning on moving out this month (we are) we should probably pack our stuff. So I'm trying to put my story on hold. At least when the sun is shining.
Bug, like I mentioned before, is now four. I am kinda freaking out about the fact that he will be going to school next year. CRAZY! He is learning more and more, and I am quite shocked about how much he knows. We have been teaching him simple math and the like, and he knows how to spell a few words. While I was packing up books the other day and writing "Books" on every side of every box, he asked what the word said. From that point on he could read 'book'. With my writing streaks that occur, he seems to want me more and more, and I try my best to split time up between writing or playing on my computer to playing with him and doing chores.
Baby is crawling around like crazy and gets faster and faster everyday. He also is pulling himself up to his knees, and is currently experimenting with his feet. One of these days I'll walk in to get him out of his crib and he'll be standing. I'm kind of dreading that day. :)
Overall, life is good. I have learned a lot about myself while living in this apartment, and through counseling and such. There are some people in this ward that I will miss, but like I said above, we feel it is time to move on.
And that, my friends, is your general update from your favorite blog writer. ;)
Look to more later. I'll try harder to post more, but seeing as we are packing and stuff, please be understanding.
A month goes by and I realize that I had neglected my blog, not to mention my readers. I do apologize.
So here we are. Our one year lease for our apartment has come to an end and we feel the need to move on, so a majority of my time is dealing with all aspects of moving and as for Rocket Scientist, he is trying to find a job elsewhere. Wish us luck.
As for the kids, they are doing well. I can't believe that Baby is becoming less and less like a baby. He will be one in only one month. CRAZY! Bug is already four (I missed posting on that... sorry once again) and he is having issues sharing pretty much any toy with Baby. Not to mention that Bug is extremely particular, and if Baby plays with anything or messes up anything Bug has a fit. He is really into doing "drama queen" type fits. So much so that he claims that he can't use his legs anymore and he has to have someone carry him. It is quite vexing to me seeing as my back is usually hurting and I have a hard time carrying such a heavy boy.
Quick summary of what has happened the past month and what we all have been up to:
Rocket Scientist has been working hard as always. Right now he isn't only working hard at his current job, but also looking into a better future for us. With a new job, a new place to live, and a new career. It is very possible for us to join the Air Force, but for now going back to school is the first step. And finding something to support us while he goes to school. I may soon be bring in some income and we are looking for different ways for me to do that as well while still staying at home with the kids.
On that score, we'll move onto my life. I have recently decided that though I love the people I was working with in Mary Kay, the products, and what Mary Kay has to offer people I just cannot do this sort of job. So. I am going to be selling the product back to the company and starting a fresh with something else that will hopefully bring in income. I am not going to counseling anymore because there really wasn't much more for us to talk about. The last few sessions dealt with coping strategies and I just have to put them to use. Currently I'm fuming because of our upstairs neighbors who pound on the floor when the TV is hardly loud. It seems like she wants us all to use headphones at all times because seriously. I can't hear the TV outside of my door let alone in the farthest place in our apartment from it. So I'm fuming and know I should use something to calm me down, but I am currently enjoying being mad at her. I can't wait until we are in our own place!
Besides being a mom, I have been looking into places that we can live. There are some pretty nice mobile homes that we are interested in, and since we have never bought a home before, we are learning more about the many different aspects and things that we need to do before it actually happens. Sometimes I wonder if just renting an apartment again would be easier (it would), but then I hear the upstairs neighbors pounding on the floor once again and think, "I will do ANYTHING to not have to live with that again!"
I also have been working pretty consistently on my story, and enjoying almost every moment of it. It is kind of hard to enjoy when I am in a writers block, but nevertheless, I'm still quite surprised at how much better the writing has been this time around. I'm interested to see how it ends up. My muse is mean and doesn't let me think or brainstorm about it unless I'm writing on the computer. :) A few days ago though I realized that if we were planning on moving out this month (we are) we should probably pack our stuff. So I'm trying to put my story on hold. At least when the sun is shining.
Bug, like I mentioned before, is now four. I am kinda freaking out about the fact that he will be going to school next year. CRAZY! He is learning more and more, and I am quite shocked about how much he knows. We have been teaching him simple math and the like, and he knows how to spell a few words. While I was packing up books the other day and writing "Books" on every side of every box, he asked what the word said. From that point on he could read 'book'. With my writing streaks that occur, he seems to want me more and more, and I try my best to split time up between writing or playing on my computer to playing with him and doing chores.
Baby is crawling around like crazy and gets faster and faster everyday. He also is pulling himself up to his knees, and is currently experimenting with his feet. One of these days I'll walk in to get him out of his crib and he'll be standing. I'm kind of dreading that day. :)
Overall, life is good. I have learned a lot about myself while living in this apartment, and through counseling and such. There are some people in this ward that I will miss, but like I said above, we feel it is time to move on.
And that, my friends, is your general update from your favorite blog writer. ;)
Look to more later. I'll try harder to post more, but seeing as we are packing and stuff, please be understanding.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Bug/Good news
Bug has been adorably cute the past few days... to look at a few things he has said, check the Wise Sayings side bar. Even better than that though, I have been able to smile and see the humor in life. Look forward to more good quotes from Bug.
Enjoy. Don't forget to munch on Oreos.
Enjoy. Don't forget to munch on Oreos.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Good news
First off... Bug is wandering around the house pretending that twenty dollars keep appearing out of our shirt pockets (which are also non-existent). Check out the side bar for a quote from it. In actuality he saw bills sitting on my desk to encourage that wise saying.
On to the good news. I realized the other day that I stopped doing my Good News minutes. I don't think this is a reenactment of it, but just something to post about.
Lately I have really been struggling with trust. Especially dealing with God. It is hard for me to trust anyone really. Especially when that trust has been let down even once. (hmm... maybe that is why I don't trust myself... random thought...) A couple nights ago, I prayed again. It was the first time in a long time. Who knows what will happen from that.
Last night I was very scared. All the lights were out. I felt alone and vulnerable. At one point I felt safe enough to silently cry for help like I have done many times when this happens. I can't really remember if I had any comfort come at that point in time, but I remember realizing that I may be feeling especially scared at that moment because Satan knew I prayed the night before, and he wanted me to be scared enough that I would just lay down in bed and huddle in waiting for sleep to come like I have done many times before.
I guess that thought gave me the courage I needed. I grabbed my two stuffed animals that give me comfort (one I have had since I was a child, the other Rocket Scientist gave me), knelt down and prayed. It was a simple prayer. Nothing too special. Mainly just saying that I was scared and needed help.
I'm not posting this to brag about anything or show off how spiritual I am. In my prayer I actually said, "though I feel unworthy for your consideration". It is true. I truly feel that. I know that I am a child of God and that He loves me. Knowing ≠ feeling.
Nevertheless, I felt comfort and peace in my heart. I got up and went to bed with thanksgiving replacing my fear.
And that. Is good news.
Take that Satan.
On to the good news. I realized the other day that I stopped doing my Good News minutes. I don't think this is a reenactment of it, but just something to post about.
Lately I have really been struggling with trust. Especially dealing with God. It is hard for me to trust anyone really. Especially when that trust has been let down even once. (hmm... maybe that is why I don't trust myself... random thought...) A couple nights ago, I prayed again. It was the first time in a long time. Who knows what will happen from that.
Last night I was very scared. All the lights were out. I felt alone and vulnerable. At one point I felt safe enough to silently cry for help like I have done many times when this happens. I can't really remember if I had any comfort come at that point in time, but I remember realizing that I may be feeling especially scared at that moment because Satan knew I prayed the night before, and he wanted me to be scared enough that I would just lay down in bed and huddle in waiting for sleep to come like I have done many times before.
I guess that thought gave me the courage I needed. I grabbed my two stuffed animals that give me comfort (one I have had since I was a child, the other Rocket Scientist gave me), knelt down and prayed. It was a simple prayer. Nothing too special. Mainly just saying that I was scared and needed help.
I'm not posting this to brag about anything or show off how spiritual I am. In my prayer I actually said, "though I feel unworthy for your consideration". It is true. I truly feel that. I know that I am a child of God and that He loves me. Knowing ≠ feeling.
Nevertheless, I felt comfort and peace in my heart. I got up and went to bed with thanksgiving replacing my fear.
And that. Is good news.
Take that Satan.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Humpty Dumpty
I feel like Humpty Dumpty. But instead of falling off just once, I'm falling off again, and again, and again, and again. Soon I'll just be a pile of rubble.
Not to mention that I can't ever seem to be put back together again.
Not to mention that I can't ever seem to be put back together again.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Oreos Anyone?
So. I have had a long week of relaxation and contemplation.
To begin my posts from the past week, I have changed the blog a little. The comic strip (which describes me to a tee) above was made by a friend of mine and his friends (I believe). I read it and KNEW it had to be in my blog. So there you have it. I asked my friend if I could and he said sure as long as I linked their site to mine. So... check out the side bar for that.
Anyway. I will be posting some thoughts and poems and things that have happened in the past month or so. Most of the healing/deeper thoughts that I have had occurred this week while I was away from kids and hubby. It was a lot easier to think that way.
Also, another random update as far as my projects that I'm working on is concerned... I have been knitting a sweater for myself and have finished the front and the back. I also recently started to knit a dress for a friend of mine who is due with a little girl next month.
The kids missed me. I think. Or at least Bug said he did. I think my little vacation was the perfect length. Right when we started to miss each other is when my vacation ended. It was cute and yet a little heart wrenching to hear Bug say:
"Mom. I missed you. It made me sad."
"Mom. I want to go home, with Baby, and with Mom and with Daddy. All go home."
So cute. The kids spent the time with grandparents, so they were thoroughly spoiled. Yet I believe they missed me after a while.
That is that. Keep posted for a few more posts on my progress.
To begin my posts from the past week, I have changed the blog a little. The comic strip (which describes me to a tee) above was made by a friend of mine and his friends (I believe). I read it and KNEW it had to be in my blog. So there you have it. I asked my friend if I could and he said sure as long as I linked their site to mine. So... check out the side bar for that.
Anyway. I will be posting some thoughts and poems and things that have happened in the past month or so. Most of the healing/deeper thoughts that I have had occurred this week while I was away from kids and hubby. It was a lot easier to think that way.
Also, another random update as far as my projects that I'm working on is concerned... I have been knitting a sweater for myself and have finished the front and the back. I also recently started to knit a dress for a friend of mine who is due with a little girl next month.
The kids missed me. I think. Or at least Bug said he did. I think my little vacation was the perfect length. Right when we started to miss each other is when my vacation ended. It was cute and yet a little heart wrenching to hear Bug say:
"Mom. I missed you. It made me sad."
"Mom. I want to go home, with Baby, and with Mom and with Daddy. All go home."
So cute. The kids spent the time with grandparents, so they were thoroughly spoiled. Yet I believe they missed me after a while.
That is that. Keep posted for a few more posts on my progress.
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