We decided to take the house. It's a bit small, but I think it will work out fine. It means we have to get rid of some of our crappe, but that's fine. We have too much crappe anyway.
Problem is, the walls. The living room is teal. The dining room, mauve. Upstairs bedrooms are navy blue and blood red, respectively. Horrible colours. I really hope we can get in there the weekend before we move so we can paint things a little more, uh, reasonably. Sage, maybe, or something. Something that isn't teal or mauve. Or navy or blood red. It's like it was painted by a 4 year-old with a new box of crayons. And not just any old crayons, the big box of 64 Crayola crayons, with all the fancy new colours.
It's an assault on the eyeballs.
My biggest issue with the place, though, is the kitchen. It is microscopic. I think there are about 3 feet of counter space and no room to put an island or anything. It might be 5 feet wide. It's teensy.
But it has a fully fenced in back yard and a deck and a three-season porch. There's a huge old maple tree in the back yard that will be perfect for climbing and maybe a swing. The street is quiet, as opposed to the virtual freeway we live on now. There won't be any dogs shitting in the yard or chewing on the cable wires. There won't be any neighbours with 8 children, running riot over the back yard. It's going to be nice. Nice and quiet. And only about 10 blocks from where we live now.
I also have a job interview on Thursday. I'm not sure if I want to work full time right now. I'm kind of enjoying my routine during the day. Boo to preschool, me and The Bug to the Y, where I'm still swimming like a fish, then home, chores, etc.. I may check into part-time work at night, at Barnes and Noble or Borders or someplace like that. We need the money and I, frankly, need the break. Either way, all sorts of things are changing 'round here....