An Exercise in Futility

The only thing worse than moving into storage is moving out of storage....and putting all your crap back from whence it came. Yes, we have moved out of storage, we have not sold our house, and we are back to square one, only short the two months storage fees we paid, and two afternoons of moving we'll never get back.

In case anyone missed it, the Indpls real estate bubble has popped. We missed it. We haven't had a showing since the Monkey came home. We've had 2 open houses, but no bites. So we've been advised to take it off the market for the winter months.

This is actually a blessing in diguise--because now we aren't so sure we should be quick to jump into a bigger house with a bigger mortgage. So we may be moving back into our current space, really doing up the Monkey's room and staying long enough to benifit from a refinance.

Other happenings of humor:

GARAGE SALE PART DUEX: Had another garage sale since our stuff in storage procreated while we weren't looking. This one was a bit more successful--I made about $40 there and $35 at 1/2 price books. Obviously, I had better stuff to get rid of this time than back in June.....

L's "Girlfriend" and such: Still on a kooky health kick. The man has lost FIFTEEN LBs in 3 weeks. Here is his diet:

Breakfast: One measured cup of cheerios, banana and milk in the AM, with a mug of hot green tea

Lunch: One whole can of Chunky/Progresso/Store Brand soup, any size, any flavor; 2 granola bars, 2 apples, maybe a few crackers or cookies; more hot green tea

Dinner: Whatever I make (generally fairly healthy), in whatever portion he feels the need to eat; ice cream or ice cream sandwhich for dessert.

I DON'T GET IT!! It's so not fair! But he's fitting back into another wardrobe of clothes, so I'm not complaining, just a twee bit jealous.

THE SPAMMERS: Don't know why they are picking on me, but it's rude and I wish they'd go away.

The Monkey beckons, so I must go.....