When I close my eyes at night my head is filled with paint chips, fabric samples, glorious colors and swirly doors. I dream of Candice Olsen, and of her coming to our new home where we sing, dance and make beautifully decorated rooms together. It’s a good dream.
And then I wake in the home we are still living in, to the home where Michael and I got married and started our lives together. To the home where Kenza began kindergarten and learned to ride her bike, and the home that has had every corner and piece of furniture christened by Rowdy. The older home we have all loved more than any other house. But now, I’m starting to believe we loved this house too much and that it has employed an angry poltergeist to take vengeance on our plumbing. I don’t blame our house, I wouldn’t want us to move either; we gave it a makeover and made it not look like the Mary Kay explosion it once was. And I’m sure this current episode of “My House Hates Me, Part 27” is the cause of my continuous constipation.
That’s not to say that I’m not going to love our new home just as much, or be equally as constipated. But. Oh. My. God. I am so going to love the new home benefit of not having to repair something every other day. We’ve taken our time with this new home. We spent nearly seven months working with the architect on the floor plan before we even began construction. And, for the most part, construction hasn’t been so bad. Michael and I have only nearly killed each other six or seven times in the 18 months of this entire process. It is our dream home, the home we will die in because, even with as great at it has been, I AM NEVER MOVING AGAIN.
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I wish you well. I would love to move into a bigger pad with a larger yard but…not now. Not ever, after reading this. Yikes.
Time to comsume a girly drink.
Oooh. Never say never
I hope its true though!!
I know that ‘never going to move again’ feeling. I swore, when I bought this house it would be my last. So far so good. Happy Moving Day!!
I hate moving too, but once it’s done – it’s DONE!
It is so nice to have Runner Susan back on track! I can’t wait to see photos of the new house.
I’ve lived in my house for 16 years, the longest I’ve ever lived in one place. In a couple of months I plan to move to my dream house, which fortunately has not been a nightmare to build. Just way more expensive then we had planned. I hope you enjoy your new home. When will you move in?
I saw the title listed in the “recent posts” section of BTT, and before I even saw the author I said to myself, “That’s gotta be Runner Susan”.
Love your work. Keep it up! And best of luck with the move.
Moving is stressful, but I kinda like the feeling of a fresh start. I wish we were building from scratch because the house showings we’ve been on of late are not encouraging at all. Some people need to be introduced to the carpet steamer and Windex. Sheesh.
Moving stinks.
I’m moving from the east coast to the west coast later this summer. I am not looking forward to it.
You and Candice would make a great team! Chico needs a haircut.
I hate moving too. We “rented” the same house for 12 years. Moving was awful and exciting at the same time. It will be okay.
As for the constipation – I can relate to that one too.
By the way, I love looking at my blog. I just LOVE it. I think that I blocked my IP address from my stat counter, but IF I didn’t…my numbers will be climbing up fast.
Thank you (and Amy) again so much.
Never moving again? So that’s why you called yourself Stationary Susan!
I hope the new place brings you as much joy and fond memories as the old place. (Minus the plumbing issues, of course.)
I hate moving! But, moving into a beautiful new house sounds pretty good. Good luck and here’s to never having to move again!
ha! i said that once. then i moved from tx to ohio. then from ohio back to texas and then to melbourne and then to brisbane.
i’m hiring an arsonist.
in the new home, will michael pee in every corner to make it his?
speaking of number two, i had some issues the other day that a solid running effort helped clear up. now, whats with this house thing? later.
I can’t wait to see pics of the new place!! I bet it’s going to be awesome. And I’m also never, ever moving again after all this work!!
i looked at the mast head …. “oh jesus!” …. katy, not to be interupted, preparing final university assignments, looked up and said “WHAT?” …..
“nothing” …..
“WHAT?” …..
“come and look” …..
“HA” …..
thanks for the amusement, especially Rowdy’s tongue hanging out
If I had not moved as much as I did during my adult life, I would not be so filthy rich in land equity; filthy rich being a very relative term when compared to my lottery winnings and fairly equal to my retirement savings.
I hate moving too except it is a fine cleansing exercise. It helps you throw things away.
I actually like moving, it is like a do-over. A very tiring do-over.
Like the new header – we feel the love…