In my house's defense it was a "her & her" house. The prior owners did not have any children, just a dog. She had a rose garden and he grew vegetables. She had the front bedroom and he had the back bedroom. And the dog had the basement. There actually was a swing door at the bottom of the basement stairs to help keep it down there. They called it the "Millie door". A nice sized house for 2 people and a family of 3.
I am thankful that we have a yard, a rather large yard in the town we live in. We technically have a double lot of land. I am thankful that we are in a great school district for the kids. I am thankful that it is located relatively close to a few drugs stores and grocery stores so if we need something we can run out and be back within 20 or so minutes.
I am just feeling the funk of being held in place on trying to add on. It's a tail chasing discussion the hubs and I have every now and then about what to do. And the ending is always sucky.., it's a sobering reminder of the other things in our lives that we think have to come first but maybe could play second fiddle. I think sooner than later an addition is going to have to be moved to the front and then what is going to happen? A mad panic?
What do you do when you have to make a big decision that is inevitable? How long do you chase your tail?
|We decorated ye ol' house for Halloween. |
The Tweedles did the pumpkins and spider webs.
|Skull lights in the front garden bed.|