Still looking

It's 8 months since I decided I want to move to a new house. Prices are finally going down. We're still looking. Today we spent all day driving around the area where we want to buy a house. We finally figured out the name of the style of houses we both like. It's called Contemporary. No surprise there. Only problem is that it's outside of our price range. We'll see, maybe prices will continue to go down. If they go down by $100K then we can afford what we want. But I know it's unrealistic to expect that to happen.

I hate this stress of not knowing when we're moving. I want to start packing the house. I want to start planning a move. I want to get out of my messy house. I'm tired of getting back home to a mess. A mess I can't find time to clean because I'm spending three hours driving to work and back every day.

My blog has become the most boring place to visit and read. I'm not even sure why some of you come by. Sheer curiosity if it can get any worse? Or the silly hope that it'll get better?

It reflects my mood swings and right now I'm in a serious slump. My health isn't all that great and my professional aspirations are on hold until we move to a new house. I hate living in the unknown. I like moving forward.

Holidays are coming and so is the winter - the things I hate most about living in the US. Holidays that mean nothing to me, and a winter that is unbearable to me. But I suppose it's a give and take in life. So I'll be quiet now and won't complain about living in America. I know, I know. I'm ungrateful right now. But I'm pretty much unhappy about everything, so it's not just America.

Anyone interested in a 10 year old chocolate lab? Free. With the leash. He's destroyed my bed this week. Either the bedsheet attacked him while he was sleeping, or there's a mouse under the bed that he had to find. Regardless, doggie is in the doghouse!