And to answer your question, no, I'm not addicted to caffeine pills. I am, however, freaking out, and feel like I have been for about the last month or so. Anxiety is at an all time high and feel like my stressed out bubble is about to burst. Well, maybe it already has burst once or twice. On Friday, Ryan came home with flowers, chapstick, and stuffed bear, and a card that said "I don't know why you're mad at me, but I'm sorry". How adorable and how sad on my part at the same time (embarrassed face).
The chapstick and bear were, however, because Samson destroyed both. He's good at that.
What has changed since my last post about listing our house? Let's count the ways:
- Ryan started one job, then quit and started another
- New job = new 401k + new health plans + new paycheck dates = agh.
- Health plan evaluating and signing up and documentation and changing
- We had potential buyers looking at our house just about every day
- Potential buyers = constantly picking up after myself, my husband, and 2 dogs (Samson really could be equivalent to a baby with as much stuff as he gets into)
- Picking up after ourselves also means making the bed...something I don't do
- About 3 weeks into having the house listed, I get a call from our Realtor letting me know we had 2 offers on the house. Um, what?
- 2 offers turned into 1 accepted offer, contingent on being able to close on the house by Dec 15 and a few other things
- Negotiation, negotiation, negotiation
- House inspection....and we're told we need a new roof. Say what? When we bought our house a year ago, we heard none of this.
- More negotiations.. we don't want to pay for a new roof. We come to an agreement which includes them putting on a new roof on the house before we're officially moved out. This will be fun.
- Packing
- Finding a new place to live. Where should we live? Should we rent or buy? Oh wait, we can't buy because Ryan just started a new job and doesn't have 30 days of pay stubs. Ok, rent. Do we live in the territory I work? Do we live where Ryan's office is and I have a new commute? Do I just transfer to a new territory? Rent an apartment or house? Who will allow us to live in their house with a dachshund AND a 125 lb great dane? Who even has a house available for rent during the biggest holiday season of the year?
- Packing
- House hunting and talking to everyone I know about knowing about a house to rent. Chances of finding something for just 6 months is slim. Do we rent for a year and try to build a house? Or wait to see what happens next with Ryan's job?
- Busy busy busy bee with work. I'm in now what we call "selling season" where I'm talking with A LOT of people and going on A LOT of appointments for January starts. And selling for November & December. Working under high quotas isn't stressful at all.
- Holidays. Trying to figure out what we're doing and when. Trying to convince Ryan to come up with a plan to try to make it to TN is like talking to a brick wall.
- No Xmas decorating :/ We won't break out the tree until we're settled in wherever we'll end up. This isn't really a "To Do", but it upsets me, so it gets its own bullet point
- Hunukkah and Christmas shopping & planning
I realize a lot of this may sound like complaining, and it's really more like whining. We're lucky to sell our house so quickly and lucky to be able to be able to start better and more challenging jobs. However, the timing of all of this and how quickly a lot of this has come about has been a bit much.
Really, I'm writing a lot of this down because I feel that if I write it down somewhere, the thoughts and stresses get out of my brain and onto this computer. My hope is that things will pack themselves, the selling of our house just happens and we're magically in a new house with no unpacking/decorating/home making to do.
Wishful thinking, I know. :) Please say a little prayer that we make it out of this year alive and still married!
