Guess what? More gray this week! I know, I’ve been OD’ing on gray lately, it is so obviously trending this season and I can’t stop letting it drape itself on my body each day.
I was about to fold away my pastel jeans for the season. Then it was 80 degrees and I decided to let them have one more showing. I paired them with a gray t-shirt from Forever 21 and my Mossimo gray slip-on sneakers. It was all I could manage when the weather was windy and gray one minute and sunny and hot the next. By 3 o’clock I had shorts on. Pictures were never taken.
This is a good representation. Next week, I swear that I will wear something that is not gray. And be back with some actual photos.
Truthfully things have been a bit weird around here lately. H and I have been working really hard on our house to get it ready so we can move out of it. We’ve been here ten years. We had three kids here and a demented dog. Since the day we moved in we have been updating it, but the last few months it was like a fire was lit within us. We worked all the time. I shoved off work and stopped doing as much so I could paint cabinets, spackle walls and clean up the yard while the kids were in school. We put in new counter tops and stained the deck. Almost every room has a new coat of paint on it. I realized I’m more handy that I ever knew. I tossed and donated more of our stuff than ever before. I actually went through every closet and drawer in our home and cleaned it out.
All because on a random Thursday in August, I found a place that we loved and wanted to make our new home.
As real estate investors we know that deals can go south fast. We know that you should never let yourself fall for a place and get emotionally invested in it but we broke all those rules. We knew that the process with this particular house was going to be long, but we didn’t care. We could hang. We could be patient in ways that we had never been before. This place was our dream home.
Last week, it all went away. Things didn’t work out on the other side of the deal and my brain just shut down. I felt broken. I hated that I felt this bad about something that was basically just a thing. Something to acquire, granted way more space for our growing family, but still just stuff. Nothing life or death. I felt so sad and frustrated and disappointed. For the first time in years I wore a lot of yoga pants. Outside the gym. I didn’t want to put on make-up or even dry my hair.
We spent the weekend finishing off our projects. I couldn’t leave them undone. My New England sensibilities kicked in. It was too upsetting to see things like that as a reminder. I started looking for a new place and we even visited a few houses. None of them were a home. At least not for us. We might get back into that deal. We’ve been told it is back on, which is wonderful, but I don’t quite believe it. I’m scared to get excited and I’m trying not to see a bunch of gray limbo land in my days. I think soon I’ll be wearing something besides shades of gray.
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