The house is on the market! The sign is in the front yard, the key box on our front door and our information hitting the web starting tomorrow. It has been a long time coming...okay...that's not exactly true. But it feels like it has been years other than just a couple of months.
As for selling the house, I feel cautiously optimistic most of the time, and other times I feel completely hopeless. In my mind's eye, I can imagine weeks going by without a showing. I think about having an open house and no one attending it. Or on the flip side, the house will sell fast and we will be homeless because we haven't been able to find a house that we like all that much - except one - in the area that we are moving too. (That's been pretty discouraging.) We have realized that we'll be paying more for less house, and that is not great news.
But it will all work out, right? RIGHT.
Switching gears here, I thought maybe I would wrote a 10 Random Things about Me post. Why not?
Here goes.
1) I dislike American cheese. I have never liked it. I can't stand the flavor to the point where I can't even put it into words because there are none that really describe it! This also goes for Velveeta and any other type of fake cheese. I am a cheese snob!
2) I like the sound of my voice. But not to the point where I like to hear myself talk. Lately I have been using the voice recorder on my iPhone (which works amazing, by the way!) to record some interviews I have been holding with some coworkers for our next edition of the engineering magazine my company publishes. (For the record, I do let them know that I am recording them, and they are fine with that!) Anyway, listening back to those interviews, I can't help but think that I sound like a little girl - but I think my voice has a lilt to it - and I love that I can hear my PA accent coming out in the interviews. I think I sound like my cousins and my mom, and that just makes me smile a little bit :)
3) This past season, I was addicted to The Bachelor. To the point where I was reading blog upon blog about it. It was my guilty pleasure I guess. But why can't my guilty pleasure be something that is actually good for me? Like eating carrots. Or running.
4) I feel like Mike is the only person who gets me. Which is good, because he IS my husband. It is weird how often I'll be thinking some thing, and then he'll say the same thing that I am thinking. He makes me laugh, and he says the most heart-warming things. He is the best.
5) If we ever get a little companion for Daisy, we are going to name her Mully after my first dog. (RIP Mully.) (And when I say companion, I mean another dog - not a child.)
6) I am pretty private. I never thought I was, but lately I am amazed by the things people share with each other. I think I used to be like that, but over the years I've become much more guarded. I like to keep to myself. I am also pretty reserved, and it takes me awhile to warm up to people. I definitely don't have a bubbly personality, but I am okay with that.
7) I don't like alcohol. We don't keep it in our home. I don't like the smell of it, or what it does to people when they drink it in excess. I don't drink which is hard for some people to wrap their minds around. I don't mind being around people who do drink though. To each their own :)
8) I have a problem with spending money. So I just don't anymore. I purposefully avoid shopping because I know that I am going to want to buy everything I see. By taking the money I would like to spend on shopping and applying it to my school loans, they will be paid off within the year. And that is exciting and worth giving up the shopping!
9) I am addicted to Starbuck's unsweetened iced black tea. It is my favorite. And I never say the name correctly - is it iced venti black unsweetened tea? Or venti black iced tea unsweetened? I never get it right!
10) I am always wondering about our neighbors - what they are doing, and where they are going, and why is that car parked there? Who does that belong too? And why does that neighbor have the garage door code for the other neighbor, and why does he go there a lot when they aren't home? Are they related? Basically I think about our neighbors LOTS more than they think about Mike and me, I'm sure ;)
I was going to make this 20 Random Things about myself, but I am fresh out of random things right now. I guess I am not all that interesting!
:)
As for selling the house, I feel cautiously optimistic most of the time, and other times I feel completely hopeless. In my mind's eye, I can imagine weeks going by without a showing. I think about having an open house and no one attending it. Or on the flip side, the house will sell fast and we will be homeless because we haven't been able to find a house that we like all that much - except one - in the area that we are moving too. (That's been pretty discouraging.) We have realized that we'll be paying more for less house, and that is not great news.
But it will all work out, right? RIGHT.
Switching gears here, I thought maybe I would wrote a 10 Random Things about Me post. Why not?
Here goes.
1) I dislike American cheese. I have never liked it. I can't stand the flavor to the point where I can't even put it into words because there are none that really describe it! This also goes for Velveeta and any other type of fake cheese. I am a cheese snob!
2) I like the sound of my voice. But not to the point where I like to hear myself talk. Lately I have been using the voice recorder on my iPhone (which works amazing, by the way!) to record some interviews I have been holding with some coworkers for our next edition of the engineering magazine my company publishes. (For the record, I do let them know that I am recording them, and they are fine with that!) Anyway, listening back to those interviews, I can't help but think that I sound like a little girl - but I think my voice has a lilt to it - and I love that I can hear my PA accent coming out in the interviews. I think I sound like my cousins and my mom, and that just makes me smile a little bit :)
3) This past season, I was addicted to The Bachelor. To the point where I was reading blog upon blog about it. It was my guilty pleasure I guess. But why can't my guilty pleasure be something that is actually good for me? Like eating carrots. Or running.
4) I feel like Mike is the only person who gets me. Which is good, because he IS my husband. It is weird how often I'll be thinking some thing, and then he'll say the same thing that I am thinking. He makes me laugh, and he says the most heart-warming things. He is the best.
5) If we ever get a little companion for Daisy, we are going to name her Mully after my first dog. (RIP Mully.) (And when I say companion, I mean another dog - not a child.)
6) I am pretty private. I never thought I was, but lately I am amazed by the things people share with each other. I think I used to be like that, but over the years I've become much more guarded. I like to keep to myself. I am also pretty reserved, and it takes me awhile to warm up to people. I definitely don't have a bubbly personality, but I am okay with that.
7) I don't like alcohol. We don't keep it in our home. I don't like the smell of it, or what it does to people when they drink it in excess. I don't drink which is hard for some people to wrap their minds around. I don't mind being around people who do drink though. To each their own :)
8) I have a problem with spending money. So I just don't anymore. I purposefully avoid shopping because I know that I am going to want to buy everything I see. By taking the money I would like to spend on shopping and applying it to my school loans, they will be paid off within the year. And that is exciting and worth giving up the shopping!
9) I am addicted to Starbuck's unsweetened iced black tea. It is my favorite. And I never say the name correctly - is it iced venti black unsweetened tea? Or venti black iced tea unsweetened? I never get it right!
10) I am always wondering about our neighbors - what they are doing, and where they are going, and why is that car parked there? Who does that belong too? And why does that neighbor have the garage door code for the other neighbor, and why does he go there a lot when they aren't home? Are they related? Basically I think about our neighbors LOTS more than they think about Mike and me, I'm sure ;)
I was going to make this 20 Random Things about myself, but I am fresh out of random things right now. I guess I am not all that interesting!
:)
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