Spaz Attack

Thoughts from a big spaz who has lots to spaz about.

Monday, August 20, 2012's been awhile, huh?

For the last couple of weeks, I thought that I might just abandon this blog and even felt the calling to get on here and say good bye for good. And then, I remembered that the boys would be in school full time and I might want to blog when I had some free time to myself.

So today was the boys first day back to school. It was kind of uneventful actually and void of any tears. Chase and I were completely ready for him to be a "big boy" and I felt ok seeing him walk into his class. I'm more emotional now that I'm sitting here in this quiet house all by myself.

I can't believe that I have this quiet house all to myself during the week. It's kind of TOO quiet (of kid noises) and feels kind of strange at the moment. WAHHH!! I miss them already!

So we are in the new house now. People ask me all the time if I "love" my house. Love? Love a house? Uh no. And I say so, "" And then they ask me, "Why not? Is something wrong with it?" " Nothing is wrong with it." It's just an awkward conversation because they seem to be taken aback that I don't love my house. And, it makes me feel am I "suppose" to love this house? Am I suppose to say I love this house? Do I sound ungrateful or something? And then I thought about it. I don't care where I live. A house is a house, and that's it. Big, doesn't matter to me. As long as it gives me shelter and keeps me warm on wintery days and cooler on hot summer days, I'm good anywhere. I can't imagine LOVING a house. I love experiences. I love hugs. I love being with my boys. I love hearing laughter. I love just feeling free. Those things can happen in any ol' house. So, no, the answer is I don't love our new house. It's just a roof over our heads.

I'll try to write more later. I always need to ease back into writing in here when I've taken such a long hiatus. Miss you all.

Recently, after having spent some time with my mom and some good girlfriends from OC, I've taken some time to mourn my life in Southern California. Yup, mourned what could have been. :( Oh, don't I sound so dramatic sometimes? I can't wait for Thanksgiving!


Blogger Christine said...

Those are the things you should love but yes be grateful for a brand new big old house that your hubby bought you! Haha. Dude, when were you in SoCal and didn't tell me?! I take that personally gf! Haha.

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