Crazy Times

We've spent the last two and a half months shoveling out the mess that was our rental house, all while advertising it, dealing with crazy Cr@igslist people, showing it, getting it inspected, etc.. Oh, and we tried to keep up on other stuff too, like feeding the kids and doing laundry and going to work (Jeff). After all that, we have decided to sell and it looks as though the house may be on the market as soon as today! I am relieved, and stressed too, but mostly relieved. Stressed because, hello! I am going to have a baby here in the next month and relieved because I will hopefully never have to clean broken glass and dog poop off my carpet again. Also, there is a little sadness thrown in as well. Maybe not sadness, but something. We put a LOT of work into that house. It has memories. But alas, it also has a mortgage, and needs constant maintenance, and has a big yard to mow. Until we become independantly wealthy, I think it best not to hold on to sentimental things that carry mortgages. Hello, rich uncle, are you reading this? Do you even exist?