Gunter, we may be going to India although we are now probably postponing it until December or so due to some issues beyond our control. I'm just as happy, actually. I have been meaning to PM you and ask you what you guys have done about vaccinations due to your international journeyings, but haven't gotten around to it so if you feel okay about discussing this with me please PM me!! Who knows, maybe you could end up coming there for a visit--wouldn't that be crazy to meet up in India?!!!
Helen, the house looks awesome! Crossing my fingers for you!!!
Amy, hope Brynn is feeling better. We'll get together one of these days soon, I'm sure! Although now Ella seems warm and a little not-herself, hopefully she isn't getting sick. Although it's disappointing about the house, I'm actually sort of relieved that you're deciding against it because we would miss you if you guys all slid down the hill one night never to be heard from again!! Seriously though, the foundation seems like a deal breaker. We almost made an offer on one house when we were looking that I was later soooo glad that we didn't end up buying, it usually happens that way that when something doesn't work out there is something even better in store in the future.
A funny-gross thing happened yesterday that I must report--I was in the shower and was going to bring the naked Ella in with me, but when I opened the shower curtain she was standing there and got the concerned pee-pee look and sort of grabbed herself. So I told her that if she had to go pee to sit on the potty. So she sat on the potty and promptly peed, and it was like the most pee she has ever peed on the potty, like it was half full in the Baby bjorn little potty. I expressed my pleasure and she was grinning ear to ear and was so excited and proud of herself that she had gone pee pee on the potty, and then (inspired perhaps by Prudence in the once upon a potty book) picked up the potty to carry it over and show me--and promptly dumped the pee ALL OVER the front of herself and onto the floor. the poor thing said, "uh-oh!" and looked so stricken!! I felt so bad for her, even as I was trying to decide whether to laugh or cry about the whole mess! I just brought her and the potty both into the shower and then the bathmat soaked up the rest of the pee.
I am having a very weird week emotionally. I just have so much going on mentally and so much on my mind and on my plate that is sort of in process. I don't know if I've mentioned it, but I have started studying personal finance, because I really want to get us into a better place financially. So I have been thinking a lot about the future, although I also am fighting thinking about the past, as in reading financial books which point out how much of a huge difference in your overall financial picture it will make if you start saving for retirement in your 20's rather than in your 30's. It's hard to not kick myself for being so stupid and short sighted and just not realizing and employing a few basic financial principles, and making so many stupid mistakes. I keep trying to remind myself that it's not too late and that we are taking positive and smart action, and that we're in a good place now and that dwelling on regrets is not empowering and i need to be kind to myself. Anyway, I am on a plan of trying to be fairly frugal but with an empowered, prosperity consciousness. This whole tenuous mental state was not helped by the fact that I went to lunch today with this gal who is DH's work colleague's wife--they also moved here from AZ. She's 23, blonde, skinny with perky boobs, just married, just graduated from college, and generally dewy and unscathed by life thus far!! And they have a really nice, expensive house which is already nicely decorated and furnished. It made me kind of depressed about our house, and about the fact that at 23 I was living in a basement studio apartment and working at a bakery while trying to figure out how to become a midwife. (yeah, *that* was a great idea!) (sarcasm.) I'm partly jealous of the house, although when I called DH and told him about it later, he very matter of factly pointed out, "Well, honey, that's exactly the kind of house that you *didn't* want to buy--the homeowner's association, the snooty neighbors, the pressure to buy a lot of expensive furniture and decor, the big space to clean, the huge mortgage payments . . . we could have bought a house like that too if that's what you wanted." And of course he's right. I'm stressing about this house as it is, and all I really need is to buy one sofa!!! I think that more than the house, I am just jealous that she has enough confidence and sense of entitlement, if that is the right word, to be married and living in that kind of a house at her age, and she seems very settled in that way. I guess I just feel like, wow, if I had my 20's and early 30's to do over again I'd do a few things differently. I wish I had had the confidence at 23 to really feel like I deserved to be loved and honored and taken care of and to have a nice life! OTOH, I am glad that I had a lot more experiences and adventures before I settled down too, those are times that don't come again and I would have missed out on a lot if I had taken the straight and narrow path at that point. So I guess it's kind of bittersweet.
Another major issue that is happening here is that we've had to really discuss things about our estate plans and how we want to arrange things in case we died because we have been doing our wills etc. Not a cheery subject, and not a lot of fun to talk about with your spouse either especially when you are talking about how to protect assets that should go to your kid from some hypothetical future evil stepparent if only one of you dies and the other one remarries!
: But we finally hashed all of that our and decided on guardians and everything else and I sent it to the lawyer, so it's a relief to have that part done anyway, and be able to stop thinking about the worst case scenarios!!! I think I'll feel a lot better knowing that things are set up so that Ella will be taken care of no matter what. I mean, we are certainly not rich, but as one of the lawyers pointed out, most people are worth a lot more dead than alive if they have decent life insurance!
Well, that is my gloom and doom report for the day--
is upon me so I suspect that there is also a significant hormonal basis to my Eeyore-like moaning. At least this week!