There are days where it seems things aren’t going well. . . and I’d like to run into my room and cover my head with a pillow and scream.  It’s not very often–I’m normally pretty good at carrying a large amount of stress.  But sometimes it just builds and builds and I feel like a pressure cooker just waiting for my lid to burst off.  Lately, it seems that the pressure is building.  Stress is creeping in. . . we have good news and then we have bad news and then we wait and wait and wait.  I will let the cat out of the bag. . . our house is on the market.  We haven’t “publicly” announced this yet, so here is the open announcement.  Hidden in my blog, only available for my readers.

It seems like we’ve had a hundred viewings.  I know it’s not anywhere close to that.  But keeping a house clean with little ones is very hard.  And keeping it clean day in and day out is maddening.  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve vacuumed  . . . cleaned the bathroom . . . dusted the dressers. . . moved the high chair to the corner of the kitchen . . . wiped the counters and the fridge and the cabinets and the walls and the microwave and the stovetop. We dreamt that it would sell quickly–but this is like the absolute worst time of the year to sell your house.  It’s the dead of winter.  It’s 0 degrees outside.  Everything is covered with snow . . . people can’t even go out to the yard to look around. And everyone wants to stay like hermits inside and wait till the weather is better.  The days of waiting are torturous.

So. . . readers. . . pray for our sanity.  Pray for the perfect family to find our home quickly–it’s a wonderful, very unique home with lots of great features. We’d love to move on to the next phase and get out of the very hard one that we’re in.  Please pray 🙂

Our intentions are to move into a home that has space for my business to grow–a studio space.  I’m in this for the long haul. . . and if I want to continue growing in my newborn/baby photography business, a studio (attached to our home) is the way we think it will be possible.  And also, we need to find a home and hunker down once and for all.  We’ve been like nomads in our first 11 years of marriage.  It’s time for that to end!