I took the children to Disneyland today for a few hours. It was so blasted hot, we only made it onto 1 ride and 1 show. And they had ice-cream, which is all they wanted anyway. It was packed. They were still playing Christmas music; "I'm Dreaming Of A White Christmas." It was weird. It was so hot (I'm sure the winter boots didn't help). I was dreaming of a white christmas and getting the h-e-double-hockey-sticks as far away from Disneyland as humanly possible. Oy! Speaking of Disneyland, this is a little embarrassing to admit, but between you & I, since we moved here in 2005, do you know how many times I've been to Disneyland? Over 165. I told you, embarrassing.
I digress.
It's a new year and I'm thinking about resolutions. I'm not normally a big resolutions person- I think I came through with about half my resolutions from last year so I guess that's not too bad. Does it increase your chances if you say it out-loud? Or blog it? If so, I'm ready to shout it from the rooftops. I guess it couldn't hurt.
My resolutions: Save more, spend less. Start putting plans into action to reach our goals. Eat more fruits & veggies, hit the gym 5x a week (I have lots of hilarious gym stories that deserve their own post). Reduce the extra stress & negativity in my life. I'm done with it. And the biggest:
Move.
Out of state.
(I'm not jinxing it- that's all I'm willing to tell you)
I already have our house picked out.
It's 1/3 the cost of anything we could get here and 3x the size.
Did I mention it's on almost an acre of land?
Cold, hard, SOIL!
Want to see it?
Sure you do.
It was built in 1880 and is a Victorian.
Swoon.
The most amazing thing?
It has a carriage house. CARRIAGE HOUSE!
Hello! future studio/office space.
Charlie started throwing up on Monday night. I realized on Tues a.m. we were out of quarters to do all the necessary laundry. I had to haul a puking Charlie, Henry & Kate to the bank to get said quarters. I don't want to go to the bank anymore to get quarters. You hear what I'm saying? I've been doing coin laundry for 6 1/2 years. I'm kind of done with the coin laundry $2.50/per load situation. I feel there's this fine line of being grateful for what I have (there are starving children in the world….) and feeling guilty for wanting more (in the form of my own washer & dryer & soil.) I'm struggling to just be happy & grateful for what I do have (which is a lot, a healthy family, a job, a great marriage, etc.,.)
But mostly, I feel like I am running out of time. Do you ever feel like that? It gives me anxiety attacks. Henry will be 7 this year. If we spend another year or two in an apartment that means 1/2 of his childhood will be spent in a apartment and I don't want that. I've never wanted that. He is not getting any younger and we want more children. 4 children in a 2 bedroom apartment? Fughettaboutit! Not to sound snobby, I just can't do it.
We are trying to find somewhere Chris can use his mad writing skillz (and make good use of that 6 figure student loan debt) and have a better living situation. That's our goal/resolution. I'm willing to give up and do just about anything to make it happen. We'll have to see where 2012 takes us. We've got this bull by the horns & I'm feeling very hopeful.
Here's to a healthy, happy, prosperous (and hopefully some new digs for us) 2012!
xo
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