let me explain,

So I haven't really felt like blogging for the past month. Blame it on the delicious warm weather that keeps me and the children next to the pool pretty much all day, everyday. My kids are becoming quite skilled little swimmers. And also on the fact that if I delve too much into our situation it makes me feel a little like, hm... freaking out. Let me explain. Things are good, really really good. But really really out of my control. And sadly, I'm a bit of a control freak. Stupid stupid stupid. Life is messy, I'm finding. Nothing is cut and dry.

We STILL don't have a house. Yes, you heard me right. We passed our two month mark last week, well- three if you count the month when Craig was here without me, (which I'm not-- it makes me feel better) and still no house. Not that we haven't tried, though. We've gone after 5 DIFFERENT houses. How many have we gotten? NADA. ZILCH. ZIP. and any other way to say NONE.

Yeah, whoever said it's a buyers market, can kiss my booty.

Seriously.

I really have hated the idea that some things are completely out of my control. When we bought our first house it was so simple. We weren't even working with a realtor. We just found a house, made an offer, and 30 days later we were watching the movers haul all our junk in.

I miss the days when you could just work with a normal set of sellers. I don't like banks. I mean I know they are losing their shorts with all these foreclosures and short sales, but honestly they could make it a LITTLE easier for the buyers. I mean come ON! 5 HOUSES!

So we moved out of our corporate housing and into an apartment for a month, because we thought we were about to get under contract on a house. Of course it fell through, and we spent 4 weeks in H-E-double hockey sticks. Literally. I can't even describe it. 1 bedroom, 5 people, an air mattress, and the smell of cigarette smoke. That's the best I can do. I'm sorry, thinking about it too much is just a little too painful.

We made an offer on another house while in the "situation." Several thousand over the asking price. Outbid. Nice. Back to square one again. Then another came, and... went.

And last Sunday, Craig said enough. We found a townhouse owned by a guy who works at Boeing too, and HALLELUJAH! he was willing to do month to month with us. Now we are living in this fabulous 3 bedroom 2 bath home that walks right out onto, seriously, ten acres of grass and a big park. There's a pool, which I am finding is a need not a want here, and all the running paths I could ask for around a fabulous golf course. I can breath again, because even though it could take a few more months to find (and get!) the right house. We are going to be comfortable, and safe, and able to sleep on a normal bed again. Ahhh.

So a house popped up today, we're going to look at it tonight. I'll let you know what happens...