So recently my husband has been in this *need to buy our house, need house now* kick. I get it. Owning a home is amazing. But it's just so darn confusing. So many different aspects go into buying a house that makes it a scary process. I've read so much, but some of these things I just don't understand. But I do want a home that is mine. To do with as I please. Without someone telling me no. Without having to ask someone else to get something fixed. Without feeling like they blame you for something breaking when you have nothing to do with it.
But we just have to take it slow, work with what we got. Plus we have the holidays all lined up. How much stress is added? Can I put up decorations without worrying that I'm going to take them down any day. Or what's the point of packing before we know if anything really is going to happen? Or are we going to get suckered into staying somewhere we don't want to for another year?
I try not to think about all these crazy things and just keep going. Just day in and day out. What else can I do? If I worry and stress, it won't do anything. I know I will do it anyways regardless. Because that is how I am. And because he doesn't. He always acts like nothing bothers him. Which can be nice, but also not nice because he has this *I don't care, not my problem* kind of attitude as well, which drives me crazy. Cause then I have to *nag* him, remind him daily to do certain things that he needs to do on his own. Should do without a damn reminder. Irresponsible and irritating. Men.
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