I'm feeling better about our new residence. All of the big stuff has been taken care of and it looks much more like a place of residence. We can pretty much do everything we need to do in a real house: wake up, shower, cook, do laundry, store food, blog, sleep. It's still butt ugly in places, and rotted and moldy in others, but I don't feel nearly so overwhhelmed and am beginning to feel thankful that we bought it. It help that ttwo places down the street are for sale and the asking price is about a third more than what we paid, so there is a good chance we'll make our investment back.
I didn't always feel like this. For a long time I was thinking we had made a colossal mistake. A basement full of water will do that to you. Then Guinness passing, Staz's mom going through so many injuries and so much pain, it all seemed like too much to take. Plus, to fix everything thats gone wrong, we've had to divert so much money from the wedding. It is a constant worry that we'll be able to pay for everything in time.
My muffler fell off my truck the other day. I've had to drive it mufflerless to work for two days. Not fun. I thought sure I'd get pulled over for a noise violation. It's since been replaced, at a really great price, at a place I would definitely use again, but thats still more money away from the wedding. I knew it was getting ready to fall apart but I was hoping it would be further down the road, no pun intended.
So where was I going with this? Oh yeah, I'm still glad we bought it, not overjoyed, but still very glad. Ask me again after I dispose of the birds nest under the eaves...