I can do this, I can do this, I can do this

I have been spending every weekend out in Boyd to try and get us (actually just me) used to the idea of being back out there. On our way back to the city last night I had noticed how dark it was. I have noticed this before but tonight seemed extra dark. Remember, I lived 17 years of my life there and I had perfect night vision; not anymore.

Would you consider that light at the end of the road my light at the end of the tunnel?

looking at it in a different light

So I read this blog the other day ( I found it during one of my blog scans ) and the people left there nice comfy house to follow a dream to move to Hawaii. They lived in a converted van until they built their house. I guess my point of this is that people take 1 steps back to take 2 steps forward all the time.

As I am about to mark off another “to do” of my lists of accomplishments, I am starting to get excited about the next 2-3 years of our lives. And of course, I am even more excited about the next several years after that.

downsizing by half

We are about 95% sure this is the floor plan of our next house. I wanted to find pictures of a video tour, I will just have to wait. Keep in mind, our house now is 2700 sq ft and this is only 1400. No fancy media or craft room. No cool game room. Just the basic rooms, kitchens and bathroom. This will all be worth it in 3 years. I can't wait to see what that house will look like.

Impatiently waiting

I hate this part of anything. Waiting…. It sucks and I have never been good at it. I know that all of Gods miracles happen on his time.. not ours but why does he have to torture those of us who have worked unsuccessfully their whole life (31 years in this case) to be more patient.

In the past three years, this has been the longest I have gone without a trip to the Northeast so you could probably guess I am having major Northeast withdraws. I have been trying to satisfy this withdraw by watching shows based out of the Northeast. I watch Cheers and then sing the theme song for hours afterwards; I watch Newhart and then rewind the beginning when they are driving through New Hampshire (its suppose to be Vermont .. but that is okay, its still beautiful); I watch Fever Pitch and it leads me to a hunt on Craigslist of houses for sale or rent in Boston. I should hold a contest for the person who can guess the amount of times that Jeff and I have talked the other out of just picking up and leaving (everything) and moving. Its funny how at one second we can be so spontaneous and then the next we can rationalize it out. Usually these fits only last a few minutes but are becoming more frequent.

Please Lord, help me learn patience. I have to get past this or I will go crazy!