Today I’m getting a new couch. It was an impulse buy. Its being delivered and set up today but I have to move the old couch into the kids playroom by myself. I don’t think I mentioned it anywhere yet but I have 3 kids ages 5,4 and 2, A girl and 2 boys. Anyway, maybe you’re thinking that a couch isn’t an impulse buy and who does that? I know my husband wonders this, he has to justify every single thing he buys. ( my justification is that I want it and I’ll do what I want, ha!)
Long story short, we bought our first house last year. We thought we did everything right, had it inspected, the bank inspected it as well, but even though somehow after signing everything and moving in, one thing after another went wrong in our personal version of The Money Pit. Termites, broken sewer pipe leaking sewage behind a wall in my kitchen, cracked chimney leaking CO2 throughout the house (scary!) and NOT ONE THING WAS ON THAT INSPECTION. This isn’t including everything that had to be fixed by the previous owner in order for us to get a mortgage. under the FHA loan program, everything needs to be up to code. There’s still a wall missing in the kitchen and the upstairs bathroom leaked through the ceiling at least 4 times now.
So I’m aggravated and want to throw the house out, or sell it off to the junk house people if I knew I’d get my money back that we put into it. Ultimately this living situation is ideal for my mother since we still live in her hometown she refuses to move out of, and she has nowhere else to live after my father passed away last year, even if she complains daily about every single thing that I do and I did this for her. BTW my husband is still lurking on Zillow. Houses should be like cars you can trade them in.
I read and write to escape the ‘right now.’ Anyone else? It seems I’m always waiting for something. Like if only this or that would happen, I could start living, know what I mean? As if I’m constantly looking out of the window at everyone else who have it all together enjoying the sunshine and I’m stuck inside.
I can tell people to live in the moment and be present. Be grateful for what you have, people will always have it better than you or worse than you. Its your job to help those who have it worse even if all you have to offer is a shoulder and an ear, while trying not to complain how much worse you have it than someone else. Life isn’t a competition. There’s only one place we’re all going to end up (I didn’t want this to get dark lol) and the short time we spent here is for serving others,(people who serve themselves are book and movie villains, and are miserable themselves so they have to make everyone else feel the same.)
I can’t take my own advice. It’s hard! I want what I want when I want it. Doesn’t everybody?
Having to wait or work at it sucks, except no one appreciates things that are handed to them as much as something they worked for. All great things take time. Rome wasn’t built in a day, blah blah blah.
Okay so back to the couch. When I first moved out of my parent’s in my twenties, all my furniture was donated to me by my best friend John, his dad was a junk hauler and collector of sorts. They always had what I needed when I needed it. Eternally grateful for them. They helped me move a few times after that as well and always welcomed me in, supported me, love my husband and kids too, they’re part of my family forever.
An adulting goal of mine is to buy my own matching furniture. I started with buying my mother one of those lift chairs because she has issues getting up off my couch and chairs, I basically have to help lift her. But none of those kind of chairs matched my already couch and loveseat. I’m not even sure the couch I bought matches the chair exactly but I’m sure its going to be close. Better than it was, my new motto.
If you get anything out of the rambling blog, its that if things are meant to be they will be, live in the now before now is all gone, and if you hate your house, buy a couch.
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