I never was much of a “Resolutionist” (that’s what I’m calling it) until I met my husband: Mr. Self Employed, Self-Motivated, Goal-maker extraordinaire [Mr. Awesome for short]. So, years ago, I decided to give Resolutions a shot. And in my typical list-making fashion, I not only made the list, but planned how they would be achieved through the year. Guess what? C’mon. You guessed it. I never kept a DAMN resolution which included things like: Learn to play the guitar, floss on a regular basis, take my multi-vitamins, etc.
Two years ago, morale and motivation were low. My husband was literally drowning (OK not literally) in the failing real estate market, and things went downhill fast. We ended up moving in with my sister and her fiance in a house that I bought with her prior to my marriage. My husband did not want to inconvenience anyone so we stayed in the basement. It was hard for some time, since the basement was not up to the best living standards. Luckily halfway into the first year, my husband used his awesome construction/remodel skills and gave us something more comfy.
We trudged our way through the failing market, and began making our goals to heal into a new life. We were going to save to buy a small house and continue to try to have children and my husband was going to establish his company. Establishing my husband’s company took a toll on me for some reason. There were a lot of things to do like paperwork, tests, building a website, building a brand, ordering business cards, thinking of a name, etc. I helped with everything minus taking the tests, that was ALL Mr. Awesome.
During this time, we unfortunately experienced 3 failed inseminations. My husband’s company was officially established late last year and business has been going well I’m happy to say. On the baby-making front, when all hope seemed lost, nature took it’s course and I was blessed with my now 11-month old and “More-awesome-than- Mr.Awesome” son the beginning of this year! After he was born, I found that I was naturally completing my resolutions of the past (flossing because the pregnancy made me have more plaque, taking vitamins to try to do something/ANYTHING about the hair loss, etc. ) I never did pick up that guitar though...
Since Diego was born, my husband has put a hard date on that last resolution (oops I mean GOAL): buying a house before the year is over. We’ve been going to open houses for the past 4 months at least looking for a humble (aka cheap) house. We’ve put in a number of offers on properties 1/2 hr or more away from where we live now. I must admit I was a little put off by the increased commute time; What?! I know, I’m spoiled. So? I’m sooooo glad those offers didn’t go through, because after getting my hubby to agree to increasing the budget a smidge, we finally found a property only 15 mins. away and if you've read my previous posts, you know how that story ended.
It was nice living with my sister while it lasted. She helped me out with Diego when he was a crying, pooing machine, and quite frankly she knew so much more about babies than I ever knew, and finally it’s just nice to have company when your husband is a work-aholic. However, I’m also excited for the mere fact that I will not need to traverse a staircase to get to the kitchen (which it became apparent that is a room in the house that I travel to and from TOO many times in one day).
And there’s just nothing like having your own house, ya know? Maybe I’ll pick up the guitar and play a little something in the house to baptise it. Maybe not.... with MY guitar skills, that would be more like an exorcism vs. a baptism! What should my new resolutions/goals be? Hmmmmm. I think I've earned a free pass for 2011, since I started 2010 with a new baby and ended with a new house!
[Qori at the stroke of midnight on New Years 2011]
[Diego at the stroke of midnight on New Years 2011]
[Diego feeding Qori delicious food] 
