Greetings

I truly can't think of anything to say right now, but here's a picture so you can't say I didn't post anything.

Oh yeah! There's something. #2 goal of the year: To post more here on the ol' blog-a-roo.

New Goal

I have a new goal.

But first an explanation.

I don't think I can handle things about this house any more.

Like our inattentive landlord.

Or the one measly bathroom.

Or Logan living in the closet without any heat.

I actually really like this house.

But the bad is now outweighing the good.

It has to go.

Which leads me to my goal.

Find a house, not a duplex, to rent.

I want old, not new.

I want character, but can it be slightly energy efficient?

I guess that means old but renovated.

And while I'm dreaming, let it have a two car garage.

And a family room.

Ooh, and a basement!

Writing Notes

The other day I grabbed Sami and ran to my room and shut and locked the door. As Logan and Phoebe were pounding on the door, we sent a note to them under the door. It got quiet for a few minutes, and pretty soon a knock at the door and a note slid back under the door. Thus began a fun  game that the kids could play for hours and hours.

Stuck.

Do you ever feel stuck?

Do you ever feel like you'll never move on?

Right now life feels eerily the same as when Trevor was looking for a job and our car broke down and we had no money. 

Except right now we have a job and our car works and we have money.

But we don't have stability, and we don't have a baby.

Sometimes you just get stuck.

And it stinks.

It's such a beautiful time of year. I LOVE the snow. And I think there is no better time for pictures.  

p.s. I've been thinking about making the ol' blog private, but then I remembered that part of my "shy recovery program" has been this blog. This is why I make myself be so honest on here. No passive-aggressiveness here! But I still find the idea highly tempting.