On to the next thing.
Baylie turns two in a few weeks, thankfully I think she just wants a glittery ball...have you seen those? Even I like those. Staring at a glittery ball.....ahhhh...
We McCoys have lots to do before September.
September is the baby's debut.
September is when school starts.
This summer will be eight years in California.
Finally there is hope that we can buy a house.
But it will take a small miracle.
Because we need to find a cheap house that we can live in immediately, fortunately we aren't that picky. We aren't needing crown molding and new appliances, really we just want to maintain what we got...maintaining is alot easier than downgrading don't you think. Thankfully our 1948 stove and kitchen makes that doable. I actually like that stove, its cool and it stays warm always so bread rises well.
Oh yeah, and this miracle house needs to be in a great public school and at the perfect price, but that has an additional bathroom, and hopefully bedroom please. Because when its done really we will only have money to paint it and thats about it. We are trying to live within our means people. Maybe some curtains if my mother in law helps me out making them.
Oh yes, and we'd like to be in the perfect place for our family where our kids would have friends and nice neighbors. All before I get extremely huge and immobile. Okay, so I never get really immobile, but I do get really huge. I heard its cool to be huge and I just gotta be cool ;)
All the lovely decisions I know nothing about. Babies, yes. Cutting the grocery bill, piece of cake. Houses, schools, no. Should we get a smaller house in area where the school is a nine or a bigger house and try and get in a charter somewhere?
Luke asked if we could go to the same church if we move. Nope, sorry hon. Gotta go where we live. But you will have friends there too. And I'll miss this one too. Not to mention that I'm just ignoring the thought of leaving the best running buddy...seriously.
A month ago I was having a pity party because I wanted to move closer to Jason's work in Hollywood (like Burbank), not farther. But I had a good chat with my more experienced sister in law (mother of five! See Vegas McCoys) who straightened me out. She said tim buck two is okay. Just do it. I love that sister in law, she has given me lots of good talks and straightenings as I've needed it. Sadly it might be a one way relationship. She is the older sister I never had...actually I have a few of those which is quite handy. Super classy ones actually.
And turns out we'll probably keep the same distance which is around 45min to an hour. That is okay, I can do the same. Not too scary. No more moping, it will be okay.
Jason and I have done lots of scary things together. I'd jump into anything with him. We moved to LA never seen our apartment (a studio) without a job and knowing not a soul. We had the missionaries over for dinner witht the kitchen table right next to our bed. That was funny. Our parents thought we were crazy. I don't know why?
Heck we dove into marriage two feet fast. We had plenty of miracles in college, because being married in college means you are super poor. Like can't buy grapes and just keep eating raman. Like how are we going to pay our rent poor. That was no fun. I don't know why so many Mormons get married in college cause it is hard. Wait, I know why. But it all worked out somehow.
I'll tell ya, he mellows me out. I could never have done all this before. I tend to be a stress case. Have had ulcers and TMJ in college. Its very romantic to be newly married and sleeping with a black mouth guard...take that tip for you. One time I couldn't lift my arm above my shoulder for six months. That was crazy. Not good. Life is too short to be stressed. Thankfully that was long ago and you just can't survive like that being the boss of these little ones. Now I know you need to have some lazy days. You need to be flexible and go with the flow. Like, for your health.
But one consistent in these last nine years is that we've never known what the next six months would bring. And we have been oddly okay with that. Marrying Mr Faithful Even Tempered sure helped. And now crap we are doing the same thing again. There is alot that needs to happen in the next six months. Lots of changes.
But back to the point, we are definitely doers. Or lucky stinks who've had alot of miracles. Lucky stinks definitely.
Another old story of our miracles. Stop reading if you are bored.
The first day we found out my medicine would be so much, it was on a Friday, the moving van was parked out front for us to move to another apartment, we got a call that night about a resume we'd sent in a month ago to apartment manage. So we returned that Uhaul, lived in boxes for two weeks, got the job and had to find renters for the other place. By the time we left that apartment managing job, Jason was making a little more money and we could handle that bill. But it made me realize that Heavenly Father and Jesus cared about us. Don't worry I had realized that before, but its always nice to remember. Us little McCoys in LA. Cause that $500 a month more might as well been a million at the time.
But its when the crazy seems peaceful and okay than I know we are on the right track. Even if our wish list seems tall and seems impossible like it is again right now. We have done impossible.
Because the timing will have to be perfect, since we are looking right now and school doesn't get out til the end of June and we really don't want to commute to Luke's school everyday...or put him in a new one for 2 months. So, it will be interesting to see how that plays out.
Funny thing to is my sister is in our boat. Lots of unknowns are on her plate as well. She'll be moving too since he is graduating and looking for a job. Need a dentist? Or someone who is hiring one? So I know it has to work out just right for her too. I know it will. Hers will be quite the miracle too.
But moving eight months pregnant with three little ones doesn't seem so dandy, so can we not have that? But heck, we are desperate here, so however its going to play is how its going to play really, and we'll just deal with it. Even with swollen ankles...I mean kankles.
Hmmm...do I think its going to happen? We shall see. Will we really buy a dang house in California? Holy cow that would be a miracle. Will it look like a grandma's house? Maybe. But it would be my grandma looking house.
We are going to make a hearty go of it, and leave the rest up not to ourselves.
We know we have been very lucky in our life. Things can always be worse and right now we are okay.