There’s no school for Addie today so I thought we’d sleep in. I woke up about 6:30 but didn’t want to disturb her so I tucked my tablet under the covers and read for a while. I was about to doze back off when I heard her, barely singing to herself. She was singing YMCA. How can you have anything short of a wonderful day when your granddaughter wakes up singing that song? I asked her why she was singing YMCA and she said she loves the song. She’s such a happy girl.
She and I were talking later this morning and she asked me . . other than spending time with her, what are my favorite things to do. I told her I like to knit, and I like to write blog posts, and I like to video chat with her, and I like to cook. She said “what about shopping?” I told her I like to order things for her and I like to shop for yarn but other than that, I do not like to shop. She said “What about going to the mall?” Nope . . I do not like to go to the mall. She said “Granny, that’s not right. Girls are supposed to love to go shopping!”
I guess I’ll leave here with Addie thinking there’s something wrong with me! 🙂
I may be wrong but I think leaving tomorrow is going to be easier than some of my past trips. I know I’ve helped Chad and Nicole get some things done that needed to be done. I’ve had wonderful time with Addie.
As much as I had wanted to buy a house here, I had some apprehension about spending the money on the house, insurance, taxes, maintenance but I wanted to be able to come here more so badly that I was able to push those things out of my mind. All of you told me when things were right, it would happen. My head knows that but my heart wants a cute little maintenance free house here.
After being here three weeks, and not finding a house or anything close, seeing things that remind me how much we didn’t like living here, and talking to my friend who’s had their house for sale for over 7 years and wishing they had never bought a house here . . and finding two cabin options and even realizing we have the option of staying in a hotel with Rita if we have to do it, I think I’m giving up on the idea of buying a house here. It’s nice that I came to this conclusion on my own and Vince isn’t saying he doesn’t want to do it and I’m saying I want to do it. There’s a reason for everything . . we will probably end up in Missouri at some point; not this town and not right now. I’m happy with the decision but you know what’s going to happen now . . the perfect house will pop up for sale, it will be several weeks after I’ve been gone and my heart will totally have forgotten that I was happy not buying a house here. I’ll beg to buy it, Vince will say no. I’ll probably cry .. then I’ll remember that it’s best we don’t buy a place here.
Just on my my to Walmart or Addie’s school (totally different directions), I see probably a dozen red tags. I don’t know what the answer is . . the same houses seem to get them over and over again; maybe I’m the only one who feels this way but just seeing them makes me want to get out of town . . not buy a house here. We never got a red tag but one day, the red tag guy did come to my door and told me someone had filed a complaint and he wanted to look around for trash in the yard or weeds. He found nothing and decided they had called in the wrong address, though . . I don’t think anyone on our street ever had trash or weeds in their yard. Yep . . not the place for us. I need to take pictures of all the red tags so when I get a hankering to move back here, I can remind myself how much I detest the red tags.
Glad that’s settled! 🙂