The latest greatest excitement is that we are going to try to buy another house. "Whoa, wait," you say. "Don't you already own your house?" Yes, we do. But the truth of the matter is that our current home is quite small (smaller than a typical one bedroom apartment) and we have reached a critical point in which the Small Rodgers Children need to have their own room. Also I would really appreciate it if the massive toy collection could move out of the living room. And the bathroom sink could be located somewhere besides our bedroom.
Don't get me wrong, I love this little bungalow. I love my yellow and white living room. I love the huge backyard. I love its cozy cuteness. However, my love for it can't increase space. And we need more space. It's always been a thought to build an addition... to convert the garage and add on to the back of the house. Once again, reality trumps fantasy as any improvements we would make would not change crucial issues like a) the bathroom, or b) the teeny dining room, without borrowing a considerable sum of money.
So anyways, we have a home that we are seriously considering. It's exciting and frightening all at the same time. All along the way I've been praying that God will make it clear if we are to proceed or not, and so far proceeding seems to the action we are to take. Sometimes I wish that decision could be made after knowing all of the possible issues or future concerns or whatever, but since we can't really know everything (obviously) we're going to have to make our plans as wisely as possible. And I have to trust that God will lead us in the direction he wants us to go...and that he really isn't out to get me. Why is that so hard to grasp sometimes?
In any case, this is probably why my brain is fried. I also am reading about five books at once and I really want to review some of them, so stay tuned....