You could be happy.

My boss asked me yesterday as I spoke about closing on my house, "Is it safe?" meaning the neighborhood. She looked genuinely concerned. She's a worrier. I assured her it's a quiet neighborhood, I have two large dogs, and I'm only going to be 2 miles from my parents and within walking distance of my sister and brother-in-law.
I'll have a security system installed, I'm meticulous about keeping doors and windows locked, I'll have a secure fence, and I've got the ultimate stranger/burglar alarm: Israel. And Judah isn't a sissy, either. If her hackles are up, she'll let out a spine-chilling bark. I've been scared by it enough times to know that it would give anyone pause.

I think we'll (my sister, BIL, mom, dad) go over this weekend regardless of closing on Monday to clean up the front yard. I cannot wait to get that done. It will make a very big difference to me as far as seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

In all honesty I wouldn't need to fix anything other than the floors, even that wouldn't need to be as extensive as it is going to be. I wouldn't need nice furniture, I wouldn't need to paint, even. The laundry room needs some work, but that's minimal. I could leave everything the way it is ... but I'm not going to. I could get by with second hand furniture, etc.
But I don't want to. As long as I pace myself, as long as I keep to the budget (i.e. not spending more than I make), it won't be a problem and I will be happy.

My boss asked if I wanted their old kitchen table since it didn't sell when they got rid of their other furniture from their old house. I said sure, I would take it. It's a bit different than accepting it from someone else--they honestly do have nice stuff. I'm a snob.

I think today I'll finish choosing paint colors and do some furniture shopping not only at the stores but also at the Salvation Army, Good Will, etc. Can't hurt to try to save money where I can!

We cock it back and let it go.

I'm supposedly only working a few hours today as opposed to overnight. We'll see how late it goes. Then I'm off until next Tuesday.

The closing has been pushed back to July 2nd because there was a death in the seller's family and he has to go out of town. !?!? I feel bad, but at the same time...I just want this to be over with!

I had to pay for the first year of home owner's insurance upfront. Bugger. Everyone says it seems so expensive and it really is but what else am I going to do? My mortgage, complete with everything, is going to be about $280 a month.

I got denied for adopting a smaller dog because I said Judah is a Rott/Lab mix and that Israel is obviously an APBT. They didn't even bother to try to see if they would get on. It pissed me off. I found a puppy that looks just like Judah did. I put in an application but it already has an adoption pending so we'll see. I emailed a greyhound group and told them what's what and they said it's case-by-case, not a blanket "no 'bully' breeds allowed" policy. I said my pit has been to classes, is good with other dogs, but can be cautious but it's never been a problem and I would never force a dog into my home if they didn't get along. But I really want a greyhound! Obviously I would have my dogs meet the greyhound first and find a good fit, and I would get a female even though I like the size of the males. Whatever.

sigh.
I'm just tired...

Closing.

It looks like this Friday is going to be the big day.
It's exciting but I'm kind of beyond the "ooh, fun!" and more into the "God, just HURRY UP so I can get out of here!" ...
I look around at my room, for one, and there is just no space. Every time I try to make space it doesn't work because there isn't room for containers for things. Plus I'm trying to fit an entire life into a 10x10 room, or thereabouts. It just can't fit no matter what.
People keep saying I won't have a clean house, stuff will be everywhere...
I guess they don't realize that there are four people living here....not just me.
I have cleaned many a time and literally within an hour it's back to the exact same state as before. So it's futile around here. They have way too much useless shit. Not that I don't, but it's been packed up for so long I don't even care or know what it is anymore. Most of my stuff is going to be thrown out or given away because I can't stand to look at it. I'm done holding onto sentimental things unless I really know I'm going to display it somewhere.
I won't have the room to do it and I am committed to having the dream house exterior and interior that I can so easily envision in my mind. And at last nothing is stopping me!

I know exactly how I want my kitchen and living room to look. EXACTLY. Every detail. I'm scouted out paint colors and all of the accessories. I've picked out the flooring as well. I decided on what room I'm going to have my bedroom in and the color. It's like the orange that I used to have (and that I loved) but it's more brown, like the bathroom at the house where I work, and I love that color. Plus I have stuff to go with it already.
I don't know exactly what I want in the guest room/office, but I've been thinking purple/grey. We'll see.

I guess the thing is is that I know I want my house to look a certain way and I don't care that it will cost more than just taking what people have laying around. Sure, it would save money, but I really, really want my house to look just so.

I might side the exterior. I don't know. I need gutters. The grass!! It's waist high now. The yard definitely needs to be cleaned up. That'll be fun...that's this weekend, pretty much. So much demo work to do this weekend, really. I want to get as much done as possible since I have the entire weekend off. I'm free from Wednesday to Tuesday....wee! If only I closed on Wednesday.

I'm working tomorrow .. blah. It doesn't matter. I must call the insurance company to get the policy drawn up asap.