When I saw my dear friend Julie this weekend, I promised her I would attempt to make my blog updates more frequent. Here is my attempt.
Exciting news! Charles and I got pre-approved for a mortgage today! How wonderfully, and frightfully, grown up of us! Now we just have to find our dream home. Or something like that. As I mentioned previously, we had found one in Mansfield that is really quite nice, but upon further contemplation and discussion, we came to decide that it may not be the one. We also found another house in Mansfield which has a fantastic layout, but is in need of much love. An abundance of love. What I am trying to say, is that at the present moment it is pretty much uninhabitable. But I want to be the one to bring it back to life. I have always dreamed of buying a less-than-beautiful house and making it my own. The idea of pouring my own time and energy and sweat into a place and having it transform before my eyes makes me excited! It makes Charles nauseous. I think he can see the potential the house has, but he doesn't necessarily feel compelled to be the one to help it reach said potential. And so, we are in a period of discussion. Clearly this decision is not mine alone, and it would be selfish and wrong of me not to consider the thoughts and feelings of the one I love more than anyone. Either way, I know that somewhere out there the future Nobles' abode is sitting, waiting to be found.
Other excitement: I am attempting to channel whatever wifely, domestic abilities I may have by cooking dinner for my husband tonight. Currently, on my stove, there is a large pot containing 3 large chicken breasts, boiling happily in anticipation of becoming part of a (hopefully) delicious chicken and spaghetti casserole. Let's not discuss the fact that when I bought the chicken, I thought it was the boneless, skinless kind that can be used with the Campbells boxed dinner mix I actually know how to make, and pretend that I actually had every intention of calling my mom up and asking her how in the world you prepare chicken on the bone. I'll let you know how it turns out...
1 Comments:
It was wonderful. I love you, thank you for cooking for me.
Your Husband
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