I announced last night that I was going to be sleeping in late on this Saturday morning.
I have been annoyed at my alarm clock all week. Hitting the snooze and finally getting up at 7:15 to rush to work. (Those of you with kids are laughing at me, but yes, 7:15 was early to you at some point in your life). I spent my night taking a long bubble bath, then Kyle volunteered to go pick up something for dinner. (Yes, they offered to do things occasionally). He got back with Penn Station and we watched the movie Marley & Me on TV. We spent the whole time looking at Lola that was sleeping and making comments about how cute she was and watching Tiny Ninja, our turtle who escaped his tank earlier this week. We're waiting for him to try again. We stayed up to watch another movie and then headed to bed. I nagged Kyle about whether or not he brushed his teeth because I didn't remember seeing him do it and sometimes he forgets. Since I'm the one that cleans his teeth, I always win that one. But then I vaguely remember him interrupting a love part of Marley & Me with the sound of his loud brushing so I let him off the hook tonight. I settle in to bed thinking about how great my pillow feels on my head and how glad I am it's the weekend.
I toss and turn all night, which seems to be the running theme lately and then I'm wide awake at 5:00am. I look at the clock and am not surprised. This happens to me a lot when I have the audacity to think I'm going to sleep in. Kyle grunts and rolls over, annoyed that I'm moving. I hear Lola stirring under the bed and then a big sigh. I guess I"m on my own this morning. I decide to take advantage of the quiet and spend a long time in prayer about the house hunt we're starting today. Finally at 7:00 my alarm goes off and startles me. I guess I wouldn't be sleeping in anyway, I forgot to turn off my alarm. By this time I'm wide awake, playing on my iPod and daydreaming of how I could decorate my new house. I look over, Kyle is still dead asleep. At this point, I wonder if my body is telling me I'm ready to have kids. I am 25 and have grey hairs already. I ate 10 rainbow cookies one day this week so I have the cravings part down. I already clean up poop, nag about teeth brushing, and am never caught up on laundry. My body may be ready, but I'm sure not! I shake the thought and go back to fun things, like hosting parties in my new house.
I am spending the rest of the morning on my porch, drinking coffee and listening to birds, while writing this blog and watching Lola throw her rope toy to herself because I'm too busy to play fetch. Kyle just walked out with his coffee to join me. He says "Hey I thought you were sleeping in this morning." Sigh.
This ends the blog portion and goes on to the prayer request portion:
Kyle and I have decided we are possibly ready to start a house hunt. Now, we do everything slow. We were "just friends" for months before we dated. Dated for 4 years before we got married and then waited another 2 months to live together (although not by choice). We budget our money very closely before making big purchases. It took us a year to finally decide on a patio set. So buying a house before Kyle officially gets his job is a strange notion to us. However, we have been crunching numbers, going on the pros/cons and have decided to at least start looking at places that interest us. We aren't looking for your typical starter home. We both grew up in the country and aren't enjoying being cramped in our little yard. Although we love our neighbors, we need some elbow room. We are planning on this being our home for a long time with room to grow our family. (Which yes, will also take us a long time to get to so don't get your hopes up yet). So, with us both being tightwads and overthinkers, I'm not sure how this will go. So I've decided to leave it to God and just pray that our decision is clear for us. I'm also a big dreamer so every house to me seems to be perfect. Which is another thing I"m praying for-my dreams to not get too big and out of the realm of reality. So, if you guys would, please pray for guidance as we start this journey to finding our home sweet home. And don't worry, you'll all be invited over to a party as soon as we get it.......a painting party that is!
