The big news around our house in the past couple weeks is that we have officially decided to move.
[I think the heaven's just opened up and angels are now singing.]
I could not be more excited.
My neighborhood is, how shall I say this, a little on the trashy side. Kids running around partially clothed with no parental supervision. Trash bins constantly left out at the curb days after the trashmen came. And I’m not sure, but our neighbor may be on something. That’s just a theory though.
Needless to say I am READY to move. I’ve been ready for about a year or so. Finally my husband has had enough! I think the story about a neighbor a few houses down having to kill a fighting pit bull that was dropped off in our neighborhood because it was trying to attack children was the final straw. Wow, that was a long sentence.
I’m REALLY excited because looking for houses may be one of my most favorite activities EVER. I am excited on so many levels.
Living in a decent neighborhood with decent children and just decency all around may actually change my mind about having children. I refuse to raise children in our current neighborhood.
OR living in a nicer/bigger place may help me convince my husband we can get a third dog. But that’s probably just wishful thinking…
All I have to say is, Pups-get ready for a new life. No more neighbor kids hanging over the fence harassing you.