I keep seeing all these ads for hotels. I want to take a vacation. I want to go where I don’t have to make the bed myself. I want to go where I don’t have to cook for myself. I don’t want any Dallas Texas hotels or anything. I want to continue my reprieve from Bush, :lol:.
Where can I really go though? I can’t even get a date night with my husband.
And I’m whining about this when another family has lost the woman who means the world to them. What right do I have to whine? I have my life. I have my health. I have my kids.
I’ve been looking at the housing market. Not much is for sale, and what is is way out of our price range. Nothing as bad as the Wilmington NC real estate market, or anything, but still.
I want a house, dagnabit! I want out of the apartment and into a home of my own. I want to have a yard to maintain, and the ability to repaint walls without hearing complaining, except maybe by my husband. Then again, for that to be feasible, my husband needs more steady hours. *grumble*
What have you been searching for? What is the one big thing you really want and/or need?
I love being with my little boy. When Madi goes to school, it becomes Mamma and Ethan time. Sometimes, we don’t do anything but lounge. Sometimes we cuddle. Or I force him to take pictures with me.
I’m such a mean ol’ mamma, aren’t I? Continue reading →