To pay me back for guest posting on her site, the amazing Kyla of Mommy’s weird sent me this . . . as she said to me when thinking up a post that writing here might be a nice change since she never gets all that serious on her site!
Check out her post, and check out her site and let me know if you think she likes where she lives . . . or is she just biding her time?
Our first home was fantastic. It was an old two bedroom heritage home on a double lot close to downtown. It had a claw foot tub, hard wood floors, fire place, beautiful moldings and a ton of character. We used to walk to work, the coffee shop, the pubs, the bookstore, the park and the grocery store. Sometimes our vehicle wouldn’t move for days.
But, the house needed work. And my husband and I are not those kind of people. I mean, we can paint, we just don’t like to. Most definitely we do not renovate.
The thought of fixing up our heritage home, on a huge lot, in the best location in town, made me want to toss my cookies.
The terms, mudding, building and gutting are not part of my vocabulary. I actually had to google “renovating” to come up with those ones.
My husband and I were, and still are a crappy combination. We are people who want a heritage home with tons of character but have no skills. Super duper crappy combination.
Fast forward four years and there were 4 of us living in a small 2 bedroom home.with no storage, icy windows and drafty doors.
We needed a new house.
So, we bought a house up the hill. A big 4 bedroom house with tons of excess room. A house that requires four couches. Have you ever heard of anything so stupid in your entire life?
And it gets even stupider.
We had to buy another vehicle, because we don’t live within walking distance of anything. In fact we hardly even walk anymore. Well, we walk to go for a walk. But, that’s it.
Oh, that’s actually not true. I walk to get the mail.
Can you believe it? live in a home that has a huge mortgage, but I have to walk to pick up the mail. At the same time, thank god, because otherwise I would never leave one of my four couches.
Kyla Cornish is a radio Dj adjusting to being a Momma of two children. Main problems? Lack of sex, hot Mom’s and too many books and movies to review. According to one, probably drunk commentor on her blog, ” She is Canada’s Version of The Bloggess”.
You can read her ridiculousness at www.mommysweird.com and follow her @mommyisweird on twitter.