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Friday, November 13, 2009

Day #2 - I am Thankful for My House

Through my life, I have lived in several different places. Here is what I remember:
  • A two story house in Amityville, New York.
  • A ranch with a huge backyard and an awesome shed in Amityville, New York.
  • A rented ranch in Ronkonkoma, New York...this one had a wall of mirrors and these horrible brown and orange stripes going through two of the rooms...although the heated kitchen floor was a plus.
  • Finally, a ranch in Ronkonkoma, New York.
  • We had weekends and summers at my Dad's house. The first place of his that I remember was in Long Beach, New York...overlooking the beach. It was the best apartment in the world. I can't remember if it was my step-Mom's apartment and he moved in, or if they go the place together...either way, awesome apartment.
  • Then they bought a house in Rockville Centre, New York...purple bedroom for my sister and I!
  • When I went to college, I lived in a dorm, a small apartment (still campus housing), and a house (ahem...a dump really...who am I kidding?) that was off campus.
  • After college, some friends I rented an apartment outside of Baltimore.
  • Then I moved in with just one of those friends in a different apartment.
  • Then I got another apartment and lived by myself.
  • Then I moved to a townhouse with a really bad boyfriend.
  • Then I moved back to NY to recover from said really bad boyfriend.
  • Then I lived alone outside of Baltimore again, but in a different town (loved that apartment).
  • Then I moved to the Jersey Shore to move in with my boyfriend from high school (bad idea, but I did answer the "what if" question).
  • Then I moved to an apartment by myself...still on the Jersey Shore...where I lived for 3 years.
  • Then I moved in with Bill to the top floor of a house in Belmar, NJ.
  • Then we moved to Ellicott City, MD where we got our dog, Brie.
  • Then we moved to our house.
I think that's it! Damn! That's a lot of moving!!! I had no idea that I actually lived in that many places and I'm pretty sure that I skipped about 4 of them because I can't remember anything anymore! So, that brings me back to the point...I am so thankful for my house. For the first time in ages, I have a place that is mine...okay, it's mine and my husband's, but we're not renting. For the first time in my life (other than growing up), I'm not renting!!! What an amazing feeling! Yeah, we may bitch about having to maintain and update certain rooms or areas. We may groan every time we realize that we have to mow the lawn, shovel the walk, clear off the leaves, power wash the siding, plant more flowers, or bring in those damn garbage cans. Of course we do...we're used to someone else (i.e. our landlord) doing that for us.

Our house is pretty modest. We couldn't afford a big house when we were first looking...who can? It's three bedrooms, 1.5 baths (never again...must have 2 bathrooms from now on), finished basement, hardwood floors, and a deck off the back of the house. Since we moved in, we have redone the main bathroom (borrowing my friend's bathroom every day of those few weeks), resided the house, replaced all of the windows, painted just about every room, redone the half bathroom, replaced the carpeting in the basement, replaced the roof, and maintained it quite well. The gardening is something that was completely new to us and through the help of a very masterful gardener friend, we're getting a little better at it. The shoveling still sucks. We pay a service to take care of our leaves because that is just ridiculous...as a friend of mine recently put it, the lawn seems to sprout leaves rather than them falling from the sky. Bottom line? It's ours...it's all ours. I love coming home to my house and putting my things down on my couch (although Bill would love if I put things away rather than on a couch that I seem to have comandeered). I love my house...even though I eventually want something bigger with a garage, my own bathroom, walk in closets, a bigger master bedroom so our furniture actually fits, a fenced in backyard, a pool (if I'm lucky), a great yard for the kids and Brie to play in, and a driveway that isn't at a 45 degree angle (what a bitch trying to get out of the car sometimes). I am tucked away warm and cozy in my own little corner of real estate world and I'm quite happy here. Thanks for reading...

Why Are They Not Eating???

This is sooooo frustrating! I give them food...food they like...they stare at it and move it around their trays. WTF??? I don't get it. They've got to be hungry, right? They're growing like weeds! What gives?