May I introduce . . . our new home
SOLD!
Move in date: November 12, 2010
tesy
1 year ago
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
FINALLY!
I have been waiting forever for the listing service to show our home as "SOLD." Today, it finally happened!!!
AT THE LIGHT ...
This morning I tried something new. I ran. Well running in the morning in the dark isn't entirely new to me. I used to do it all the time before the Peanut and Vans and even after Vans and I married. Then, something happened along the way and I stopped. That something is my digestion. Apparently in my "old age" I cannot muster up the iron stomach at 5:30 am to exercise. However, knowing this and knowing how jam packed my schedule is after work this week . . . I decided to run but not alone.
Yesterday evening I texted Pigeon and said "you wanna run tomorrow morning?" I knew she was on vacation and has been suffering from insomnia and well, she's the one person who is always up for a run no matter the day or time. Of course she texted back that she was game and we agreed on a spot in my neighborhood since I wasn't on vacation and had to be back home at a certain time to get the Peanut ready for school.
So about 5:15 I open my door, turn on my garmin, turn on my headlamp and made my way to the street. At first I was nervous, it is pretty dark but luckily there are quite a few street lamps along the way. I immediately passed another runner. Gotta love my neighborhood. It is a fairly safe neighborhood with no transients wandering about and no loose dogs running amuck. I will miss it when we move. I have a nice section that run where I can see beautifully large and excessive homes and yet feel safe. It is also crazy flat. The only problem with it is that there are no places to stop if nature should call and boy did she call a lot this morning.
When I got to our meeting spot Pigeon was not there yet. I was early. I guess the cold had me running a lot faster than I thought. It was a nice realization that I won't be training or running CIM in this chilly morning weather this season. Come December 5th I will be crying because I am not out there but right now I am enjoying the fact that I am not out there on chilly mornings.
Pigeon arrived promptly at 5:30 and off we went. I forget that she's never run in this area before and so I am making turns and such with out much warning for her. I then started saying "at the light, we'll turn left" again, with my eye on the specific street light that I knew was our turning spot but to Pigeon, there were quite a few street lights on the road. Oops. She'd reply with "um, which light there are tons of lights." ha! Sorry Pigeon. At least I didn't get you lost!
Overall we did a few loops and when we got back on my street I was at about 4.6 on my garmin and that was about all my belly could handle. Pigeon still had to make her way back to the area where her car was located and I believe topped out 6 miles. She definitely picked up the pace after dropping me because I caused us a few walking breaks. I think if I can keep up this morning thing maybe twice a week that maybe my stomach will settle. I even ate some bland white rice last night in preparation for this run so that I would have any tummy upset but apparently that doesn't matter one bit. Oh well. Still, I think doing this Tuesday and Thursday mornings might be a good thing and then perhaps on Monday and Wednesday mornings I will still get up early in order to keep the routine consistent but instead do some strength training.
Vans might not be on board because I had to go to bed at 9pm last night in order to wake up at 5am today. Still, I feel good sitting at my desk knowing I got a few miles in already today and now I can hang with my family this evening! Nice!
The Peanut will be very excited to have her mommy hang out with her all night instead of leaving for a run. She really needs some entertaining lately too because right now, all of her toys are in the garage so our home is in tip top shape for realtors and their random showings.
Yesterday evening I texted Pigeon and said "you wanna run tomorrow morning?" I knew she was on vacation and has been suffering from insomnia and well, she's the one person who is always up for a run no matter the day or time. Of course she texted back that she was game and we agreed on a spot in my neighborhood since I wasn't on vacation and had to be back home at a certain time to get the Peanut ready for school.
So about 5:15 I open my door, turn on my garmin, turn on my headlamp and made my way to the street. At first I was nervous, it is pretty dark but luckily there are quite a few street lamps along the way. I immediately passed another runner. Gotta love my neighborhood. It is a fairly safe neighborhood with no transients wandering about and no loose dogs running amuck. I will miss it when we move. I have a nice section that run where I can see beautifully large and excessive homes and yet feel safe. It is also crazy flat. The only problem with it is that there are no places to stop if nature should call and boy did she call a lot this morning.
When I got to our meeting spot Pigeon was not there yet. I was early. I guess the cold had me running a lot faster than I thought. It was a nice realization that I won't be training or running CIM in this chilly morning weather this season. Come December 5th I will be crying because I am not out there but right now I am enjoying the fact that I am not out there on chilly mornings.
Pigeon arrived promptly at 5:30 and off we went. I forget that she's never run in this area before and so I am making turns and such with out much warning for her. I then started saying "at the light, we'll turn left" again, with my eye on the specific street light that I knew was our turning spot but to Pigeon, there were quite a few street lights on the road. Oops. She'd reply with "um, which light there are tons of lights." ha! Sorry Pigeon. At least I didn't get you lost!
Overall we did a few loops and when we got back on my street I was at about 4.6 on my garmin and that was about all my belly could handle. Pigeon still had to make her way back to the area where her car was located and I believe topped out 6 miles. She definitely picked up the pace after dropping me because I caused us a few walking breaks. I think if I can keep up this morning thing maybe twice a week that maybe my stomach will settle. I even ate some bland white rice last night in preparation for this run so that I would have any tummy upset but apparently that doesn't matter one bit. Oh well. Still, I think doing this Tuesday and Thursday mornings might be a good thing and then perhaps on Monday and Wednesday mornings I will still get up early in order to keep the routine consistent but instead do some strength training.
Vans might not be on board because I had to go to bed at 9pm last night in order to wake up at 5am today. Still, I feel good sitting at my desk knowing I got a few miles in already today and now I can hang with my family this evening! Nice!
The Peanut will be very excited to have her mommy hang out with her all night instead of leaving for a run. She really needs some entertaining lately too because right now, all of her toys are in the garage so our home is in tip top shape for realtors and their random showings.
Toys in the garage with all the boxes for moving
Peanut in a box!
Still having fun no matter what.
Monday, October 25, 2010
WET AND WINDY SUNDAY
I did manage to run this weekend but only on Sunday. Pigeon was already out there running five miles before she planned to meet me so I couldn't leave her waiting. Despite the torrential downpours and heavy winds that I was hearing from my nice comfy bed I rolled out of bed and found my old running shoes. I decided not to trash my brand news just yet.
We ran six miles and the first half mile was in darkness. It was light enough that we didn't need headlamps but it was still pretty darn dark outside. It was a great run. I had fun catching up with Pigeon on her vacation and I shared with her the news of our new home and my plans for later that day . . . more on that later. When we finished the rains really started coming down. Luckily when we started the rain stopped and we only had to suffer with the wind. There were other crazy people out there running too so we weren't alone.
When we parted Pigeon was off to go paint her rental home and I was off to the new home to meet up with two great friends who were going to help me tackle the new home and all its dirt and grime. From 11 am on Sunday to 5 pm I was on my hands and knees scrubbing trim and molding. Between the three of us we managed to clean the entire kitchen and I mean CLEAN. We pulled out every drawer and scrubbed every cabinet, shutter, shelf you name it. This kitchen isn't very small either. It took the ENTIRE time and three hard working women to JUST do the kitchen. When my friends left I had just about finished up the trim in the living room and was about to start on the shutters in the dining room. I was a sneezing dusty mess. Vans and the Peanut showed up at about 5pm to see how I was doing and to check out some manly gutter outside stuff.
The Peanut ran around the home enjoying the openness of it all and she kept asking me "mommy this is our new home?" It was adorable.
Before she came out and met me however, she was spoiled by Vans. Our current home was off limits to us because of a scheduled open house and he had to find a creative way to keep her busy . . . this is not mother approved but well, I can't help but love her facial expressions.
I believe there also might have been some french fries involved. Not the meal of choice but hey, it was a rainy day and she's been under the weather all weekend . . . why not right?
We ran six miles and the first half mile was in darkness. It was light enough that we didn't need headlamps but it was still pretty darn dark outside. It was a great run. I had fun catching up with Pigeon on her vacation and I shared with her the news of our new home and my plans for later that day . . . more on that later. When we finished the rains really started coming down. Luckily when we started the rain stopped and we only had to suffer with the wind. There were other crazy people out there running too so we weren't alone.
When we parted Pigeon was off to go paint her rental home and I was off to the new home to meet up with two great friends who were going to help me tackle the new home and all its dirt and grime. From 11 am on Sunday to 5 pm I was on my hands and knees scrubbing trim and molding. Between the three of us we managed to clean the entire kitchen and I mean CLEAN. We pulled out every drawer and scrubbed every cabinet, shutter, shelf you name it. This kitchen isn't very small either. It took the ENTIRE time and three hard working women to JUST do the kitchen. When my friends left I had just about finished up the trim in the living room and was about to start on the shutters in the dining room. I was a sneezing dusty mess. Vans and the Peanut showed up at about 5pm to see how I was doing and to check out some manly gutter outside stuff.
The Peanut ran around the home enjoying the openness of it all and she kept asking me "mommy this is our new home?" It was adorable.
Before she came out and met me however, she was spoiled by Vans. Our current home was off limits to us because of a scheduled open house and he had to find a creative way to keep her busy . . . this is not mother approved but well, I can't help but love her facial expressions.
First she saw it was raining outside.
Which meant no trip to the park.
Then of course, Vans put her to work.
Then a trip to Wienerschnitzel
where she ate the ice cream first!
Followed of course,
by a corn dog.
Friday, October 22, 2010
SOLD
Today we got confirmation that we are in fact home owners now. Our six month (plus) search is finally over! This is partially the reason behind my sporadic blogging as of late. Due to the potential house situation involving impromptu signings, meetings with potential contractors and other such things, running has taken a back seat in my life. No running for me generally means no blogging.
It pains me because I know there are people out there with injuries who would give anything to run right now and yet here I am, perfectly healthy and only managing two measly runs a week if I am lucky.
Sometimes life gets in the way of the things we love to do and I am coming to terms with that. I am finally okay with letting my running take a back seat while I shop for furniture with Vans, play with the Peanut because all of her favorite toys are packed away and keep our current condo in tip top shape so that hopefully some day SOMEONE will want to buy it. Add to that working a few jobs here and there to help fund the new home. It's okay. It isn't forever. I will have my routine again.
The Peanut is very excited about the new home. She's already picked out her room despite our persuasion to pick another room but she's 2 and she already knows what she wants. I will hopefully post pictures some day when we're moved in and settled. The moving date is not scheduled until November so I have many more weeks of packing, organizing and figuring out how to do what I need to do to get us settled without too much trouble.
Running will be there. I'll still run when I can. I am meeting Pigeon this Sunday for a run. It's nice to have a plan, something penciled in my schedule. It makes me accountable and I am excited to hear about her week in Tahoe. Until then . . . it will happen when it happens. No pressure.
The one thing that makes me sad though is all the memories we've had in our current condo. We have out grown it but it was very good to us for six long years and the Peanut was born here making it always a very special place in our hearts.
We will miss this place we called home but we also look forward to making new memories in our new home.
It pains me because I know there are people out there with injuries who would give anything to run right now and yet here I am, perfectly healthy and only managing two measly runs a week if I am lucky.
Sometimes life gets in the way of the things we love to do and I am coming to terms with that. I am finally okay with letting my running take a back seat while I shop for furniture with Vans, play with the Peanut because all of her favorite toys are packed away and keep our current condo in tip top shape so that hopefully some day SOMEONE will want to buy it. Add to that working a few jobs here and there to help fund the new home. It's okay. It isn't forever. I will have my routine again.
The Peanut is very excited about the new home. She's already picked out her room despite our persuasion to pick another room but she's 2 and she already knows what she wants. I will hopefully post pictures some day when we're moved in and settled. The moving date is not scheduled until November so I have many more weeks of packing, organizing and figuring out how to do what I need to do to get us settled without too much trouble.
Running will be there. I'll still run when I can. I am meeting Pigeon this Sunday for a run. It's nice to have a plan, something penciled in my schedule. It makes me accountable and I am excited to hear about her week in Tahoe. Until then . . . it will happen when it happens. No pressure.
The one thing that makes me sad though is all the memories we've had in our current condo. We have out grown it but it was very good to us for six long years and the Peanut was born here making it always a very special place in our hearts.
She was the boss of our office . . .
The dreamer on the front porch . . .
The lover of books . . .
And the queen of toddler toys . . .
We will miss this place we called home but we also look forward to making new memories in our new home.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
SQUEEZING ONE IN
Brief and to the point. Last night I ran. It might have only been 2 miles but I did it. I got outside, alone, at dusk and I ran. Do what you can do right? Battling a tummy bug is the only reason my run was cut short.
Tonight I am hoping to squeeze out another but we'll see. Our home is officially on the market and who knows if I will get that random realtor phone call asking to come see our home . . . which I am starting to think, with a 2 year old in the midst of potty training might not have been the best idea. Ah well.
Tomorrow night is full so I know I won't run then. Thursday is a work night and Friday looks mighty busy too. If I could get my kid to bed at reasonable hour and wake my lazy self up in the morning I might attempt a jog with my headlamp perhaps Wednesday or Thursday morning . . . baby steps.
Tonight I am hoping to squeeze out another but we'll see. Our home is officially on the market and who knows if I will get that random realtor phone call asking to come see our home . . . which I am starting to think, with a 2 year old in the midst of potty training might not have been the best idea. Ah well.
Tomorrow night is full so I know I won't run then. Thursday is a work night and Friday looks mighty busy too. If I could get my kid to bed at reasonable hour and wake my lazy self up in the morning I might attempt a jog with my headlamp perhaps Wednesday or Thursday morning . . . baby steps.
Not sure what she is doing here.
But she still looks cute (to me).
Monday, October 18, 2010
FINDING THE TIME
On Saturday I worked most of the day. I had good intentions of waking up early to go for a run before work but was so completely and totally exhausted that I could barely move from my pillow. I think the week just caught up with me. I let the idea of running just slip away.
Come Sunday morning though I was determined. I had not run since Tuesday and I needed a run both physically and mentally. Sometimes it helps to have a friend waiting for you to encourage you to get up and out that door. So 7 am Sunday morning I met Pigeon for run at our usual place.
I had told her we could do 6 with the option for 8. Considering I've only been running 4 miles randomly this week I had no idea how I would be feeling. I woke up to swollen eyes, a running nose and sneezing my head off. That meant only one thing . . . it was going to rain later today. My allergies can tell you when it is about to rain. Some people feel better with rain, I feel ten times worse.
Our run was nice. We caught up on all areas of life. Pigeon finishing a big job at work and ready for her vacation. Me and my invalid husband, sleepless potty training child and the fact that our friends were running the NIKE Women's Marathon and we were not there to cheer them on.
Pigeon gave me an "assignment" before we parted ways on Sunday. She wanted me to start doing something for ME. She said she didn't want to read my blog and read stories about Vans and how I am doing everything for Vans and the Peanut and yet not doing what I love to do as well. As a mother, that is hard, you put your family first.
When your spouse is down and out, you jump to the call of duty and you try and help them. When your kid is sick or needs help, everything else in the world goes away and nothing else matters but that little being you carried for 9 months.
Still, I understand her point and her purpose. I am starting to show signs of being stressed. I normally don't get stressed easily. I mean, I was going weeks at a time of little to no sleep while training for an ultra and yet didn't stress much about it. Now, I am stressing, we're purchasing a new home, selling an old home, I have a husband with essentially one leg, a toddler who is in the midst of potty training and supposedly I am supposed to be training for a half marathon in addition to working a side job that I do really like. I think I might have to let that half marathon go or at the very least, the idea of finishing in any sort of decent time.
Still, my goal for the week is to try and get some extra exercise in if I can. This might mean going to bed at 11 pm and waking up at 5 am but so be it . . . wish me luck.
Come Sunday morning though I was determined. I had not run since Tuesday and I needed a run both physically and mentally. Sometimes it helps to have a friend waiting for you to encourage you to get up and out that door. So 7 am Sunday morning I met Pigeon for run at our usual place.
I had told her we could do 6 with the option for 8. Considering I've only been running 4 miles randomly this week I had no idea how I would be feeling. I woke up to swollen eyes, a running nose and sneezing my head off. That meant only one thing . . . it was going to rain later today. My allergies can tell you when it is about to rain. Some people feel better with rain, I feel ten times worse.
Our run was nice. We caught up on all areas of life. Pigeon finishing a big job at work and ready for her vacation. Me and my invalid husband, sleepless potty training child and the fact that our friends were running the NIKE Women's Marathon and we were not there to cheer them on.
Pigeon gave me an "assignment" before we parted ways on Sunday. She wanted me to start doing something for ME. She said she didn't want to read my blog and read stories about Vans and how I am doing everything for Vans and the Peanut and yet not doing what I love to do as well. As a mother, that is hard, you put your family first.
When your spouse is down and out, you jump to the call of duty and you try and help them. When your kid is sick or needs help, everything else in the world goes away and nothing else matters but that little being you carried for 9 months.
Still, I understand her point and her purpose. I am starting to show signs of being stressed. I normally don't get stressed easily. I mean, I was going weeks at a time of little to no sleep while training for an ultra and yet didn't stress much about it. Now, I am stressing, we're purchasing a new home, selling an old home, I have a husband with essentially one leg, a toddler who is in the midst of potty training and supposedly I am supposed to be training for a half marathon in addition to working a side job that I do really like. I think I might have to let that half marathon go or at the very least, the idea of finishing in any sort of decent time.
Still, my goal for the week is to try and get some extra exercise in if I can. This might mean going to bed at 11 pm and waking up at 5 am but so be it . . . wish me luck.
Play-doh Saturday!
pancakes!
More pancakes!
Friday, October 15, 2010
SOLO
I've been flying solo lately in terms of running. Pigeon and I have not run together since last Saturday. Due to Van's injury I haven't been able to get out for runs much at all lately. Tuesday I was able to squeak out four miles while the Peanut had dinner. Four is better than zero I suppose. I am hoping to squeak out a few more before I have to go to work on Saturday morning.
Van's had his first solo night last night with the Peanut. I've been doing all the bathing, dinners and putting to bed lately. I've had a real taste of life as a single mom except I have one little two year old and one large two year old who is not following doctors orders and using his crutches or boot properly.
However, last night I had to head to my part-time job after my full-time job which mean Vans was left to pick up the Peanut from daycare, get her home, feed her, play with her and bath her all on his own. Apparently she was a super-star at pick up, walking all by herself and not running off and even carried her own backpack.
When I arrived home late last night she was super happy to see me and Vans looked like he'd been through war! He looked completely and totally exhausted so I did the bedtime routine and then I was exhausted.
Overall, it was nice to know that he could handle it and that the Peanut was on good behavior for Vans. I hate to guess how much he really used his crutches or boot throughout the night. By the looks of the photos he sent to me while I was working . . . I'd venture to guess he didn't use either very much.
Van's had his first solo night last night with the Peanut. I've been doing all the bathing, dinners and putting to bed lately. I've had a real taste of life as a single mom except I have one little two year old and one large two year old who is not following doctors orders and using his crutches or boot properly.
However, last night I had to head to my part-time job after my full-time job which mean Vans was left to pick up the Peanut from daycare, get her home, feed her, play with her and bath her all on his own. Apparently she was a super-star at pick up, walking all by herself and not running off and even carried her own backpack.
When I arrived home late last night she was super happy to see me and Vans looked like he'd been through war! He looked completely and totally exhausted so I did the bedtime routine and then I was exhausted.
Overall, it was nice to know that he could handle it and that the Peanut was on good behavior for Vans. I hate to guess how much he really used his crutches or boot throughout the night. By the looks of the photos he sent to me while I was working . . . I'd venture to guess he didn't use either very much.
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