Begonia
Ideal_Rock
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I am so frustrated right now.
The hubbie, me and 2 sons (14 and 10) are looking to upsize our house.
Not too much more size mind you, but more than our 940 square foot, 2 bedroom house.
I've got a problem with the hubbie. Might be passive aggressive (not qualified to say really), might be problems with transitions, might be the economy (although this journey was his idea), might be all or none of that or something else entirely. I'm too busy either going into a hot flash or coming out of one to be able to call it. I can tell you what my girlfriends call it, but it's not flattering...
All I know is that nothing satisfies him. I've seen many nice homes that will work just fine. He is looking for the 'perfect' home. Perfect is not a term I can relate to. Nothing in my world is perfect, nor do I expect it to be.
I'm ready to throttle him. Perfectly and efficiently.
The first house was bought for his needs and I've been stowing and sorting and pile managing for 14 years. I call myself a Pile Manager, or Crapologist when asked what my profession is.
There is just so little space, but we do have a massive 'shop' for him (which is why he bought the house when I was 2 weeks postnatal and so postpartum I could barely find a breast for the dear colicky screaming baby to latch on to). I can't keep this place clean, and now that my boys are home for the summer, the piles are starting to choke me. I've gotten rid of so much stuff, and can't pare down anymore. We all have 1 towel, 1 face cloth, only seasonal clothes out etc, etc, etc, but kids come with stuff you know? Hell, just keeping a supply of snacks on hand takes up half my kitchen.
Saw a really nice house yesterday that fits our checklist very well with minor compromises. The price is perfect (and a bit lower than we had hoped). Close to schools, bus routed, centrally located, a good investment etc, etc, etc. He says it's just okay, not perfect. It's a nice house PSers. Well designed and well-built - 1959 with cove ceilings and oak hardwood throughout. Our current house is 1950 so I know the foibles of the older places.
Our boys are about to start school clear across town in the fall and this house works well for that too. Also has an extra bedroom so I can do a homestay for extra cash if I want, and gives the boys freedom while I look for work.
I am so frustrated I want to cry, and I never want to cry. The hormonal situation likely isn't helping.
I've prayed about this. I'm trying to let go of my expectation and ego involved with getting a place, cuz the disappointment is just so hard. I've been living on this 'ship' for so many years. When something comes in, something has to go out because of the space issues.
This will be the first time we've sold a house and the second time we've bought, although my first time really - I don't remember the first time clearing. I was dealing with a screeching infant.
Thanks for listening. Right now I am getting the silent treatment because I told him he is sabotaging our efforts because he is too afraid to make the move and that I can't look with him anymore, as it is too disappointing when he rejects my choices. We haven't seen one yet that fits his list perfectly, as I would consider taking something that he really likes too. I'm not that picky, but I have to say, the one I saw yesterday really made me smile. It was so hard to walk away. We could be happy there. It was a warm home.
Thanks for listening...
The hubbie, me and 2 sons (14 and 10) are looking to upsize our house.
Not too much more size mind you, but more than our 940 square foot, 2 bedroom house.
I've got a problem with the hubbie. Might be passive aggressive (not qualified to say really), might be problems with transitions, might be the economy (although this journey was his idea), might be all or none of that or something else entirely. I'm too busy either going into a hot flash or coming out of one to be able to call it. I can tell you what my girlfriends call it, but it's not flattering...
All I know is that nothing satisfies him. I've seen many nice homes that will work just fine. He is looking for the 'perfect' home. Perfect is not a term I can relate to. Nothing in my world is perfect, nor do I expect it to be.
I'm ready to throttle him. Perfectly and efficiently.
The first house was bought for his needs and I've been stowing and sorting and pile managing for 14 years. I call myself a Pile Manager, or Crapologist when asked what my profession is.
There is just so little space, but we do have a massive 'shop' for him (which is why he bought the house when I was 2 weeks postnatal and so postpartum I could barely find a breast for the dear colicky screaming baby to latch on to). I can't keep this place clean, and now that my boys are home for the summer, the piles are starting to choke me. I've gotten rid of so much stuff, and can't pare down anymore. We all have 1 towel, 1 face cloth, only seasonal clothes out etc, etc, etc, but kids come with stuff you know? Hell, just keeping a supply of snacks on hand takes up half my kitchen.
Saw a really nice house yesterday that fits our checklist very well with minor compromises. The price is perfect (and a bit lower than we had hoped). Close to schools, bus routed, centrally located, a good investment etc, etc, etc. He says it's just okay, not perfect. It's a nice house PSers. Well designed and well-built - 1959 with cove ceilings and oak hardwood throughout. Our current house is 1950 so I know the foibles of the older places.
Our boys are about to start school clear across town in the fall and this house works well for that too. Also has an extra bedroom so I can do a homestay for extra cash if I want, and gives the boys freedom while I look for work.
I am so frustrated I want to cry, and I never want to cry. The hormonal situation likely isn't helping.
I've prayed about this. I'm trying to let go of my expectation and ego involved with getting a place, cuz the disappointment is just so hard. I've been living on this 'ship' for so many years. When something comes in, something has to go out because of the space issues.
This will be the first time we've sold a house and the second time we've bought, although my first time really - I don't remember the first time clearing. I was dealing with a screeching infant.
Thanks for listening. Right now I am getting the silent treatment because I told him he is sabotaging our efforts because he is too afraid to make the move and that I can't look with him anymore, as it is too disappointing when he rejects my choices. We haven't seen one yet that fits his list perfectly, as I would consider taking something that he really likes too. I'm not that picky, but I have to say, the one I saw yesterday really made me smile. It was so hard to walk away. We could be happy there. It was a warm home.
Thanks for listening...