Sunday, February 16, 2014

Time

Where does it go?
Why does it always seem to be slipping away?
How do we manage it? 
And how is it that I never know what to do with any I have to spare?

Because we have been so cooped up this winter (thanks polar vortex), we decided to make a plan for this weekend to ensure we don't let anther slip away with no family fun had.

I secured free aquarium tickets in anticipation of a cold weekend, but Saturday was actually quite mild with some sun. We decided to take advantage and head out for a snow shoe. Our standard 2mile hike turned into 3 or more thanks to a wrong turn made by me. Luckily, W slept the majority of the time and M had a blast frolicking in the snow. E's snow shoe broke about 3/4 of the way through and I started the hike wearing W then realized less than a mile in that I was in no way going to make it out alive if I pretended that wearing a 17lb baby was no extra work, so I passed him off to E.

We actually had a really great afternoon, caught up on a lot of the bigger and little stuff going on in our lives and finally got some fresh air. 


After our 3 hour hike, we rewarded ourselves with a trip to the local brewery/pizzeria and had a nice night in. 

Today we met some friends for brunch then took advantage of the sleepy baby and his longer than usual nap to relax a little and then I cleaned the house. 

Ok I know this all sounds super lame and boring, but I'm getting to the point. 

For the first time in recent memory, we enjoyed our weekend. We took time for ourselves. We day drank and we had fun. But now we feel guilty. There's still a pile of laundry to be done. The house is clean, but the meals aren't planned. We fended for ourselves for dinner so now we have no lunches for tomorrow. 

It's very easy to feel as though life is somehow punishing us for having some fun. I know we're still adjusting to parenthood and my being back to work, but you'd think we would have it down by now. How on earth does anyone find time to keep their lives in order and enjoy it?

Saturday, February 15, 2014

Where the heart is

I know it's corny, but home really is where the heart is. Tonight, my husband and I finished watching a TV series that we started in what feels like another world. In 2008, we caught the series premier of JJ Abrams first show post Lost. It was called Fringe. We sat in our spacious 900 sqft apartment in Brooklyn, the first we would ever share, and watched. After cutting cable to save money, we fell off of watching the show. It wasn't really until the birth of our son that we, now very tied to home with a lot of time on our hands, picked it back up. 

Tonight, after putting our son to bed and snuggling up with our pup in our home in Vermont, we finally finished the series. 

I lay here with tears still streaming down my face after a well-done and emotional yet totally fitting finale and can't help but reflect on how much life has changed since we first started the series. Although we're in house limbo, home truly is where the heart is. And my heart is with the sweet sweet boys that surround me. My wonderful husband, our sweet pup and of course, the cutest baby in the whole wide world. I may not have a house yet, but I am one lucky lady.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

6 Months

Well, the happy little ranch is on hold. Because of the botched foreclosure process, it could take up to 6 months for us to close. We're a bit bummed but trying to remain optimistic. Ever the impatient optimist, I've been keeping my eye on the market and peeled for anything that I love more than my happy little ranch. So far, HLR is in the lead, but who knows what will happen in one month let alone six!!

What's more exciting is that our real estate lawyer (JW) kind of fell in love with Mr Goldie (in that totally platonic kind of way) and a new career move may be on its way. Even if HLR falls through, maybe this is why we were meant to go this route at this time in our lives. Or maybe the timing happened this way so we would be meeting with JW at this moment when he's looking for an apprentice and Mr Goldie is looking for a new path in life. Hopefully this new path comes with a new house!