Ok, so I know EVERYONE who has ever moved from one house to another has probably said "I'm never moving again." Therefore, I will simply say, I am not going to move again for a very long time!
We finally closed on our house and were able to move out of that wretched apartment we were living in for the past two months. The move was not easy, there was so much up in the air in terms of when we would close, when we could move in, etc. The fact that we had to move two times made everything twice as difficult, which I did not expect. We had to do 2 different changes of address, we had to clean both our house when we moved out, and now an apartment, and we had to cancel all of our utilities only to turn around and sign up for them all over again.
In addition, because we were moving into a newly-constructed house, it has presented it's own challenges... including buying blinds for all the windows, learning how to properly water fresh sod, convincing the post office that our address really DOES exist, trying to find out why there are no phone or internet providers that will service our area, and the unique problem of how to deal with frog overpopulation in our yard (thanks to our pond).
Monday I have an ultrasound that will allow Eric and I to confirm once and for all, whether little Baby K is going to be a boy or a girl (although I know already). It really helps put things into perspective....why we moved in the first place. We want this to be a new start for our new family. A chance to truly settle in, make friends with our neighbors, be comfortable in the environment and raise our family. We loved our old house and have so many fantastic memories of our time there. But this new house is a chance for us to grow and evolve, without the nagging "need" for something more.
I can't wait to enjoy this house for a very, very long time. We continue to be so blessed.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
Apartment-Hell
We had a great life in our first house for 3 years, and when we decided to pack up and live in temporary housing - a lot of very basic conveniences that I would have never thought of, suddenly disappeared. I never really thought we were living in luxury before, but going from a house back into a tiny 2-BR apartment for two months has been the most humbling experience I've had in a while. Building a house has been amazing and I wouldn't trade it for anything. We are very blessed. However, with that said, I think next time I'd choose to live at a hotel where I could at least get a free breakfast and housekeeping each day rather than the POS apartment we have had to rent (for lack of better options).
I apologize in advance to all of my friends and family who have had to listen to me bitch and moan about our apartment for the last month and a half, but sadly it has to be said or I'm going to lose my sanity. And yes, I am being a whiner....I blame it on the pregnancy hormones.
So without further delay, here are the top 10 things I hate about apartment living vs. our house:
10) The lovely one-finger greeting by other apartment dwellers when trying to leave the complex on the virtually one-lane drive in and out.
9) The lack of cleanliness around the complex - nothing better than garbage blowing around when the dumpster hasn't been emptied in 10 days.
8) The utter absence of sunlight and space in our apartment that makes me feel like I'm living in a beer can (but without the beer).
7) The horrendous screeching noise we hear in the apartment when any neighbor decides to shower.
6) Such a complete lack of space in each room that the dogs have to back up like a dump truck in order to move out of our way.
5) Boxes piled 8 high in every room of the house with things that we didn't "think" we'd need. Thank God I found my underwear and pillow!
4) The fact that everything I touch is on the verge of breaking - loose door knobs, leaking sink, squeaky drawers, etc.
3) The nearly 2-mile walk from the parking lot into the apartment, following the daily cussing ritual that there are no parking spots left.
2) The tiny fridge that can barely hold a gallon of milk and tub of butter; and you have to remove 3 items in order to get the one in back, out.
And the number one reason I hate living in an apartment.....
1) It's not our home.
Now that I have that out of my system, I am pleased to announce that we are a mere 3 weeks away from moving into the most beautiful house I could ever imagine. It seems surreal, and will definitely feel like we are living the high-life compared to our current residence! All the more grateful we'll be!
I apologize in advance to all of my friends and family who have had to listen to me bitch and moan about our apartment for the last month and a half, but sadly it has to be said or I'm going to lose my sanity. And yes, I am being a whiner....I blame it on the pregnancy hormones.
So without further delay, here are the top 10 things I hate about apartment living vs. our house:
10) The lovely one-finger greeting by other apartment dwellers when trying to leave the complex on the virtually one-lane drive in and out.
9) The lack of cleanliness around the complex - nothing better than garbage blowing around when the dumpster hasn't been emptied in 10 days.
8) The utter absence of sunlight and space in our apartment that makes me feel like I'm living in a beer can (but without the beer).
7) The horrendous screeching noise we hear in the apartment when any neighbor decides to shower.
6) Such a complete lack of space in each room that the dogs have to back up like a dump truck in order to move out of our way.
5) Boxes piled 8 high in every room of the house with things that we didn't "think" we'd need. Thank God I found my underwear and pillow!
4) The fact that everything I touch is on the verge of breaking - loose door knobs, leaking sink, squeaky drawers, etc.
3) The nearly 2-mile walk from the parking lot into the apartment, following the daily cussing ritual that there are no parking spots left.
2) The tiny fridge that can barely hold a gallon of milk and tub of butter; and you have to remove 3 items in order to get the one in back, out.
And the number one reason I hate living in an apartment.....
1) It's not our home.
Now that I have that out of my system, I am pleased to announce that we are a mere 3 weeks away from moving into the most beautiful house I could ever imagine. It seems surreal, and will definitely feel like we are living the high-life compared to our current residence! All the more grateful we'll be!
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