i'm so glad i live in a world where there are octobers...

Welcome back fall! I've been patiently awaiting your arrival. With everything stressful going on in our life, I'm glad I now have a reason to sleep in a little longer, sip my coffee with Lacey watching cartoons, throw on an over-sized sweatshirt and put my hair up to conquer the day ahead. This year has been absolutely insane for us, to say the least. And recently, we've been thrown some crazy curveballs. We finally started to make some headway on the house building, got our loan secured and were able to proceed. My wonderful project manager has been so helpful throughout the whole process and went ahead and submitted our building permit. How exciting right?! Wrong. We quickly received a frantic call to meet with her immediately to discuss an issue that arose. Of course, I ran out there in my jeans and sweatshirt to find out the county had placed a six year moratorium on our parcel because we didn't get a permit to cut the standing timber previously. Let me tell you how much that was a slap in the face. Six f-ing years. It sort of seemed like our life had stopped, we considered many options, one of them being running away to Idaho and leaving this place we were about to call home. But, I guess being an adult means taking care of your own shit right?! So, I did some research, scheduled meetings and somehow by the grace of God was able to get the moratorium lifted. Don't ask me how, I'm still asking myself the same thing.

So all was back on schedule and we were able to breath for a minute. Until today. If it's not one thing it's another, I swear. Today we had a septic designer come to do a soil analysis, his ending analysis was that because we took the stumps out of the ground, we pretty much can't get any kind of system. This seems extremely bizarre to me, because just a few months previous, I had a different designer climb in the exact same holes and tell us we would need a standard pressurized system. How is it possible for two people who should have the same level of knowledge, have two completely different opinions. So of course, here I am again. scrambling to fix everything. I spoke with the previous designer we had up there and he's scheduled to come up tomorrow afternoon to take a look again. I feel a little guilty, because our home builder really likes to use the first guy mentioned, but then I realize, why should I feel bad? This is our life were talking about! Who cares if I give our business to somehow whose actually willing to help. (Somehow this typing extremely fast on here makes me feel so much better about the whole thing) And the waiting game continues. Can anything just go smoothly for at least a week?! Wishful thinking I guess.

Now that I'm done bitching for a minute, I would also like to throw in that I have sooo much to be thankful for!! My daughter is healthy, constantly learning new things and always asking me 'why' about everything, my husband is so awesome and responds extremely well to all the bad things happening (usually) and generally puts up with me complaining all the time. I think living in a 22 foot travel trailer on my in-laws property is really taking a toll on me. Sometimes I dont even know why I'm grumpy. I'm just grumpy. I'm so ready to have my own life again and my own space again so let's pray everything works out tomorrow with the septic, or were back to our plan of moving to Idaho. hehe.

Here's to a crazy next few months and everything getting even crazier. I just can't wait! ;)