Really?

Summer is around the corner, my kids are just days away from their last day of school.  Time for days of relaxation and no schedules, right?  Right?  So why would I even want to tackle a huge summer project? No, I won't do the actual work on the project, but still, I am the supervisor of anything that goes on around the house, hence my title CEO Homemaker. 

As I stated in my last post, we will have been in this house two years this August.  We've already done a renovation project and the house is only five years young.  We truly love love our house.  What could make it any better?  Am I ready?  Really?  Do I even want to endure it?  Again?  I've lived thru one of these projects before........

Someone Please Slap Me!

When we moved into this house, we swore we would never ever move again.  We weren't going to move from our last house either because we built that house just for us, then almost ten years later, we moved into this house.  

Yesterday, we received an email out of the blue from the former owners of this house asking us if we would be willing to sell the house back to them?  What the what?  After the initial shock and lots of talking at the dinner table and driving around the neighborhood, we were actually thinking of moving...this is where someone should have slapped me silly.

Moving into this house was a huge under taking, not only with the actual move, but with upgrading too, which we did not plan on.  We have grown to love this house, getting things settled here and there and making it our home.  We are even adding new furniture after our oldest has taken some of the old furniture for her house.  We love our house, we love the view, we have plans swirling...so...We will have lived here two years come August, we are here for good, right?  Right?

So why the heck would I even think of moving again?  Maybe the pain of moving is like giving birth, once it's over, you forget the pain that you endured.  Seriously, I hated moving.  It's so much work unpacking.  It took me a long time to unpack, especially the kitchen, because I wanted that just right and exactly the way I wanted...I didn't have that in my last home, someone else unpacked it for me which drove me crazy.

I feel like we de-cluttered before moving into this house, but it's amazing how much more stuff one accumulates after a move.  I don't even want to think of packing up everything, no way.  SLAP!  Phew! Thank you!  Now snap out of it and get on with the day!

Partial Empty Nest

It's taken me awhile to get things sorted out of my head from the past weekend.  My oldest daughter finished her second year of college and came home, but only for one week.  We had prepped the weekend prior when she was home, but once May 7th came around, it became more real, she wasn't going to be living at home for the summer...

I am sentimental, I can cry at the drop of the hat, but I didn't think this event was going to be any different than when we dropped her off at college for her very first day.  I wasn't sentimental when we dropped her off for her first day, I was excited for her, no tears.  No, I didn't cry this time around, but the feelings were different for me.  I guess I was now seeing my daughter as a true adult, setting her up in her house and making it look like a home for her, this was the real thing.

I have seen so much growth in my daughter over the two years she has been away at college.  That's what it's all about isn't it?  But she's my first born and she's growing up.  And she won't be home for the summer.

So many major life events happen when kids are involved.  My youngest daughter has now been confirmed.  The last one in our family.  All five of us have been confirmed in the same church, how special is that!  I almost started to cry during her ceremony when my hubby and I had our hands on her at the altar.  I had to stop myself or I would not have been able to stop.

My son will be a senior in high school next year.  I better get the sunglasses handy from here on out.  I love my kids dearly and I am one proud mama.