A week later and I’m finally sitting down to finish up the house tale. Priorities, you know? The signing went faster than I expected, but the entire time I was fighting off the urge to get sick. It wasn’t buyers remorse or anything like that, just this ridiculous fear that it would be snatched away at the last minute. It wasn’t, of course. Afterwards, we brought the kids and the dogs to check out the new digs. Juliet even helped christen the yard, which was surprising considering that dog’s hangups about where she relieves herself. (I’m not kidding – it took her a year to feel comfortable enough to go at the dog park and she never goes on walks. Leave it to me to have a dog with mental hangups.)

The last couple days have been all about the painting. Phoenix has opted to not paint his room, which is fine by me, but Peanut has gone with a yellow and blue color scheme for his room. Honestly, I think it was because the yellow color was named “banana split”. We all chipped in with painting, but the husband is making awesome progress on his own. I think he actually gets more done without the rest of us pitching in. One thing I’ve learned is that painting and carpal tunnel most definitely do not get along. After our first day painting, my hands were incredibly sore and swollen for about 2-3 days, which makes my day job a bit more difficult to do. I can’t help it though; I really enjoy working on my house.

MY house. That still sounds so surreal to me. I filled out a form today and could check the “Own” box instead of “Rent” and giggled with delight; the little things like that just tickle me right now. It’s so awesome to have met this goal already.