I had a nightmare last night that our house was suddenly infested with rats. We found two dead rats on the kitchen floor, and I watched one chew its way through a wall. So creepy. I think it's my psyche's way of dealing with my increased amount of anxiety over selling the house after a few things have gone wrong in the past week: the piping under our kitchen sink is leaking, the door knob on the office closet has jammed (although Matt says that's an easy fix), and I noticed a lot of mold on our backyard fence yesterday afternoon after a downpour. The fence is definitely too weathered to handle a pressure wash, so I think we're just going to have to let that one go. Our realtor put our house up already, albeit without pictures. I must say it is extremely surreal to see the For Sale sign in our front yard. I nearly cried when I saw it for the first time (which was partially due to the fact that I had stayed up until 4:30am the night before attempting to clean and stage the house for pictures, and was emotionally unstable).
Also, have you noticed all the Easter commercials this spring? I've seen all sorts of commercials for "spring" dresses, shoes, cheap candy, and pre-fab Easter Bunny baskets. An ad in Parents magazine proclaimed: "Perfect dresses for egg-hunt day." And a WalMart commercial assured me that "Easter costs less at WalMart." Really? I was unaware that the church holiday celebrating Jesus' victory over the grave to which He sacrificed His life to atone for the sins of all the world could be more cost-effective at a major francise. I know Jesus and Santa have been duking it out for years, but it seems like the next round will be between Jesus and the Easter Bunny. A good friend of mine invited me to bring Abbie to an egg hunt this afternoon hosted by her family-centered church. I declined. What used to be an innocent compliment to the celebration of Easter is slowly and deliberatley morphing into a secular distraction from the highest Holy Day of the Christian year. Sorry, Easter Bunny--you're cute and all, but I'd rather encourage my daughter to hunt for the empty tomb than your candy-filled eggs.
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Wow...that was a powerful post...you're such a cool mommy!! When I start having babies can we live close so we can raise them as friends?? :) I mean, I'll try to hurry!
Thanks Chelsea :-) I mean, I kind of feel like an old fuddy-duddy (hm, I've never seen that term in written form before!), and I certainly don't want my kids to feel like they're missing out on holiday festivities, so I hope we can find a way to celebrate that enhances our awareness of the holiday rather than detracts from it. Do you have any ideas? And YES please have babies soon (not too soon, some other items need to be attended to first) so they can be friends with my kids!!!! The other side of Rt. 80 isn't all that far...
My mother in law reads my blog and she often checks out the links to other blogs I've posted. She was looking at yours the other day and forgot she wasn't on my blog, and was shocked to hear we were putting our house up for sale! She was really confused about it and it took me forever to realize she was reading your blog instead of mine! :)
I hope your house sells quickly for you!
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