Wes and I have a knack for timing. We really do. When we want to do something big, we usually like to sandwich it between other big things so that there’s no mistaking that something life-changing is happening many times over!
For example: getting married. We decided to get married in December 2005. So, we thought to ourselves, what could make this more stressful for everyone involved? So, we planned the wedding not only a mere two months after his brother’s wedding but we set the date exactly one day after my last final exam! Ok, good, so the date of the wedding was good and hectic. Next, let’s buy our first house! So, in between planning a wedding and studying for Finals I got to buy and move into my first house. Words do not even begin to describe how much stress I was carrying. Honestly, I just went kind of numb, which is good because said numbness prevented m e from growing horns and becoming one of those Bridezilla creatures. I think the church probably could have collapsed and I would have shrugged and said, “Does anyone have a coat I could borrow? Can we still get married if we’re surrounded by rubble? Has anyone seen my fiancé?” Ahem, anyway.
The reason I bring this up is because it looks like we’ve gone and done it again. As you doubtlessly already know, Wes and I are leaving for Mexico in about a month (squeeeee!!). We planned this trip to occur about one week before his brother’s first child is due to be born. It’s a bit of a risk but we’re hoping that little Miss Mitchell will wait for us before making her way into the world. So, to add to the stress of taking an international trip during which we might miss the birth of our newest niece, we have decided to sell our house.
Yep, that’s right. It’s not on the market yet but we have an appointment with our real-estate geniuses (AKA my mother-in-law and sister-in-law) tonight and it will hopefully go up for sale soon. That means that our house will either a) still be on the market while we’re in Mexico or b) have just sold which means that Wes and I will be essentially homeless unless we find another house soon while vacationing in Mexico. Awesome fun, right?
Regardless of babies, vacations, and houses, all of these shenanigans will be taking place during the holidays no less! I think this may take the cake for the “most stressful set of simultaneous things we have ever tried to tackle” award. Wish me luck as I attempt to do my Christmas shopping, help plan a baby shower, sell my house, buy a new house, and try not to freak out too much at the prospect of being away from my puppy for 9 whole days (thankfully, my grandparents have graciously elected to puppy-sit for us. I have been assured that not only will Doc get to stay inside all week but that he will be walked and spoiled rotten! I don’t doubt it. I stayed with my grandfather for a week when I was little and I think all we ate was Rocky Road ice cream with Cheerios sprinkled on top. He assured my mother that the Cheerios made the meal healthy. Funny enough, my mother swore I was taller when she returned from her trip…).
It’s going to be a wild ride to say the least. What I appreciate about this latest string of lunatic endeavors, however, is that all of these events are happy events. All together they may sign my death warrant but at least this is a list of happy things. I’m stoked to go to Mexico, I can’t wait to see what my new house is going to look like, and I’m truly looking forward to the holidays this year. That being said, if you know anyone who’s looking for a nice house on the Plateau let me know…