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...when you have a toddler is you get everything done by 10 in the morning and then you each look at the other like "Now what do we do for the rest of the day?" This is especially problematic when said toddler has a cold and it's still too early in the day to have warmed up enough to go outside and run around. So instead of doing anything constructive, we embarked on a two-hour journey that eventually led to each of us incessantly plucking the other's last nerve. This all would have ended up with both of us flinging banana nut bread batter at each other out of sheer frustration, but then Megan showed up and saved the day. What would we do without Megan? I shudder to think...

Over the weekend we went and looked at a house. Both Dave and I loved it so we're looking at our finances to see if there's any way we can afford it. Meanwhile, because interest rates are falling so much so fast, every mortgage broker in town is swamped, probably with refinances, so we haven't been able to meet with anyone to go over numbers yet which, when you're excited about a house that could potentially go under contract to someone else at any moment, is pretty tortuous. I finally talked over the phone with someone at a local bank this afternoon and we have another meeting with someone else at yet another bank tomorrow morning, so, progress!

As if dealing (or not being able to deal with) the financial end of things isn't bad enough, we're going through the 5,000 pro's and con's of whether we should move at all. There are two major items on that list. The first is, we have a small house and right now we're in desperate need of one more room. If we have another kid, we'd need another room on top of that first extra room. So we could either renovate this place ($$$) or buy a house that already has all the room we'll ever need ($$). To add to the conundrum is the fact that I love where our house is. It's in a quiet downtown neighborhood, it's not near the students, but it's not in the "historic" part of downtown where all the houses, albeit beautiful, are crammed up against each other. After having spent the last four-five years wandering around town, I know that this is the ideal downtown location for us. Which, in a long-winded way, brings us to major item number two: the house we're looking at is not downtown. It's about a mile away. Which is kind of a bummer because if you're going to live in a small town like this, isn't it ideal to live within walking distance to downtown? But the more I think about it, not really. Most of where I need to go to get basic items I have to get into a car to drive to anyway. The only shop I really frequent is the yarn shop and it's not like I'm going to give up shopping there because we've moved a mile away. Last summer we spent more time at the park near the pool than we did at the one downtown. Moving out of downtown probably wouldn't change our lifestyle as much as we think it would.

So in a few days time we'll either be:
- drowning our sorrows in vodka
- madly getting our house ready to be put on the market while thoughts of a summer spent chilling out on the deck of our new house dance in our head
- bbq'ing in our backyard thinking about a summer filled with long walks down to the river.

Kind of exciting, actually.