Houses...again!!

I have been having very vivid dreams lately; well for a quite a while now I guess. I remember every detail. Some of these dreams are terrifying, sad, or just plain confusing.

Last nights dream was Mike and I buying a house. We walked up to this gorgeous split-level home and the couple that answered the door were packing up all of their things. I asked if they were selling the house and if we could take a look around. All the rooms were bright white and huge. The bedrooms were all open with huge closets and windows. I don't remember even looking at the kitchen. There was a pool in the backyard and a balcony off master bedroom.

Maybe it's time to buy a house? I seem to be house obsessed lately. I want to buy this dream-house.

Well, no big fatty raise for me(as Jill called it). But I am not going to complain or stress about it, right now at least, because I stressed about it all for way too long. I am just going to work like crazy and hope that it pays off. I may actually get more serious about looking for another job too.

With that said and done...I am super excited to go see Shinedown tomorrow night. Mike and I went and got tickets and the show should be great!

This week feels like it has been going on forever. It's only Sunday.

My schedule at work this week is bizarre and I think I am just dreading it completely. The director of operations for our company will be here this week and so on two of my 'days off' I will be at work in meetings. I may be able to get a better 'raise' though, since the last salary 'raise' they gave me is less than what I made last year.

Ugh. I am just ready for it to be over for now.

My faith in humanity has been restored!

I just took Mike to work and I was waiting to get out of a parking lot and onto the street; the traffic was really crazy and this man backed up so I could go infront of him! How nice is that?!? Yay for the guy driving the mini-van! I appreicated it!!!

A while ago I posted that I have recently become addicted to Love Line, with Dr. Drew. The radio station it was on has now changed to talk radio with Glen Beck. My life is now over. I was so mad when this happened. What am I going to do without my Dr. Drew fix?!?

Power

I just got a phone call from my GM; we don't have power. Apparently we haven't had power since 9am, and it will come back on anywhere from 1pm to 8pm. Someone drove into a power pole just up from the hotel and because it's labor day no one wants to come help them fix it. It is going to be one boring night....

Homes

Someone sold my house. Not the house I live in, but the house I wanted to buy. I am not in the market for buying a house really, but everytime I drove past this one house I just knew I had to have it. I never called the owner to look at it because I didn't want to do something crazy and try and buy it, but that I claimed it was my house. I saw the house once in the paper for sale and it was listing for $147,000 but I am positive I could have talked them down to $139. It had been on the market for at least eight months. I would drive past it and make comments like, "someone needs to mow my house's lawn," and, "the roses need trimed." I had a sick obsession with this house. I got really scared one day a few months back because I thought someone else had bought the house. I almost cried. Mike came home a few days ago and said, "I think someone bought your house. There were people taking boxes inside." I did cry that time. Damn houses.

The first apartment I lived in never felt like home. It was the first place I lived besides my parents house, and I could feel the lack of stability in the air; which could have just been animosity and tension because of who lived there, which is an entirely different story.

The next house I lived in was a disaster. It was an old duplex with hardwood floors throughout the entire place, minus Lindsay's room, and bugs loved it. I never unpacked my suitecases. it was the least home-like place I have ever lived.

My next apartment was my first home. It still feels like my home. I sometimes think that if I go up to the door and open it, all my stuff will still be there just I had never even left. I drive past it every so often just to see if someone else is living in it; and I am almost positive no one is. If I could move back into it, I would in a heartbeat. I loved that place.

I have lived in my current house for a little over a year. I like this place a lot. It has a ton of potential and I wish I could buy it most days. If I could, I know I would. It feels like home, but only because I think I need a sense of home right now. Everyone needs to feel like they belong somewhere, and even though I may be tricking myself into 'belonging' here, it works for the time being.