So, Jason went to go visit the possible new rent house this week - it's older, yes, but the backyard is enormous and it's a house.
I haven't lived in a house in almost 10 years. The last house I lived in was my parents, right before I moved out at 22. Do you know how excited I am to not have to walk up stairs to get home? Or to not have to worry about our downstairs neighbors when the kids get rambunctious? Or to be able to send the kids and dogs to the backyard when the inside gets too crowded?
What I am really excited about it decorating the outside of the house for Christmas. And to be able to buy patio furniture. And Jason is happy he has a lawn to take care of (I am sure that will wear off soon).
I am also excited to be going back to my home town. There is something strangely appealing about knowing people there. I don't know what it is....
So, we have another busy weekend this weekend with the kiddos. I really would love to go to the State Fair, but I don't see that happening this weekend.
I am ready for Friday.