Limbo like me
Firstly, I have to share: I have a case of writer’s block like you wouldn’t believe. There is some unsettling stuff going on at work. So that’s — well, it’s unsettling. Then there’s the comedown off of selling one’s house: you no longer have to knock yourself out keeping the house clean and dropping everything for a potential seller. The phone is no longer ringing off the hook. The house has reverted to its normal sticky, slobby state. And we are suddenly struck with no true plan for the days. Having one’s teacher-husband home for summer vacation is fabulous, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything, but without his daily routine the whole family kind of crawls to a stop, unsure what to do next.
A lot of our time now is spent panicking about where to live next. The neighborhoods I like are a bit too far away for us to drive to and check out any old time we feel like it. And preliminary calculations are telling us that, instead of trading up, we’re actually going to have to find a home that costs less than what we’re currently living in. So THAT’S depressing.
But then I think, well, hey. If we shave a good chunk of money off our monthly mortgage, really downsize in terms of housing costs … maybe then I will be able to afford an iPhone. Maybe even an iPhone AND a Prius (or whatever). Perhaps things are not all bad.
Meanwhile, though, Iain and I are just staring blankly at Google Maps, wondering where to live, and I’m still being horribly vague about where we’re moving to because of business at work. I promise I’ll come out with more details, but I have to put work first.
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Sorry your in limbo now. That’s kinda sucky. I hope everything works out with your job and a new house. Can’t wait to hear the plans!
Thanks, Elizabeth! Everything will work out just fine. I have this feeling.
Sending Happy House Vibes your way. Moving is exciting and sucky, all wrapped into a tangled mess of WTF.