Sealed Deal

Yesterday was one of those life-changing kinds of days.  We signed for the house.  It took a long time, and I have a huge “packet” of papers to keep for years to come that I am not even sure I understand.  That’s okay.  I’m pretty sure Shawn understands most of it.

We get to move in on Friday.  All of our belongings will come right around Thanksgiving...and then I will probably have a yard sale.  My furnishings don’t really match the new house.  At all.  The laminate floor is a very dark gray.  My light wood things will clash horribly.  I’m sure I will get it figured out.  I needed an excuse to get a new table anyway, haha.

Apparently my husband loves to run.  I guess you never really know everything about someone, especially when they are constantly changing.  He’s known at work for his speed, and regularly leaves all his coworkers in the dust.  Some people have fun in the strangest ways :). 

I drink tea.  Well, not really.  What I really drink is tisane, since I never use tea leaves, just herbal infusions.  I’m drinking a cup now, anticipating having my own house, with my own kitchen things and herbs, so I can drink 3 or 4 cups of tea at night if I want (I make a large pot of it instead of a mug in a microwave).  Because sometimes one just isn’t enough.

My children are stoked.  They packed everything in their room this morning before breakfast.  They tried to pack the car as soon as Shawn got home too.  There’s been a lot of jumping up and down for joy today as kids counted down days and hours before we go live in our new house.

Embarrassing moment of the week- so far: I walked up to the house to do the final walk-through, stuck out my hand, and addressed the owner as “Brother” instead of “Mr.”  Since the church is across the street and there are several LDS families in the complex he was familiar with the term.  He nicely corrected me- “Oh no, I’m not Mormon, but there are several big Mormon families very close.”  I stammered an apology...not Mormon, he owns a bar in Waikiki :).  Shawn patted me on the back later and told me I don’t get out much.  It’s true.  The only people I’ve talked to much are the ones at church on Sundays.  I think I’ll take up a hobby that forces me out into the community.