YAY!!!...... Kinda.

Well I got an email from my real estate agent saying the seller accepted our offer on the home (Shit was full price.. Pshh). Either way I adore this home, I really do. I think it will be worth every penny. All the memories, parties and fighting the will go on in this home are priceless :).

Next up is the home inspection and speaking with my mortgage broker. Wish me even more luck. God only knows the shit that can come up now.

I am a Craft whore .Not to be mistaken with Crack whore.

I can not WAIT to actually own a home. I am totally foaming out the mouth over all the DYI things I get to do and all the room planning I get to do as well.

I have a SMASH book already dedicated to my madness. And I am now adding lists upon lists of everything I want to do. Looks like anyone that reads my blog (Just myself) will get an overdose of DIM (Do it myself) crafty whoreness. I am sooooooooooo excited!!!!

My ADHD will be in full gear with all the shit I will be bouncing back and forth with. And my graphic designing will be put to awesome use with all the wall art I will be making. YAY!

So

Excited!!!!!

Ok let me get back to my madness.

First home. Please kill me now.

Searching for a home is worse then getting a pap smear.... Like for real! I think it's an even worse process for woman then it is for men. Women like all things pretty. So it can be crazy easy for us to fall in love with a house.

Me and the guy have been searching for our first home. This should be an exciting experience, but it's not. I'll love a house and find it completely within our needs, where as the guy will focus on his man cave and what other men say about it. Which pisses me off! This is OUR house not theirs. What they say doesn't matter. They have their own houses to worry about, why put their two cents in a piggy bank that doesn't accept foreign money, you know?

I'm obviously writing this out anger and I have every right too. The guy and I found a house that is absolutely perfect for us and our family. But ofcorse the guy has to ask other men what they think. Which annoyed the hell out of me. These other guys are not paying the bills nor or they living in it. If you have questions about the boiler, plumbing etc. I completely understand asking other men that have knowledge in these things. But when it comes to anything else like how much it is and the size and whatever. their opinions are not needed. They don't have our family, our needs or our situations. I am so, so very mad at the fact that now, the guy is not so into this house. Because apparently it doesn't have enough storage. Ummmmmm' this house has a full basement apartment with a large laundry room and a utility room with storage. It has a converted garage, that if the guy didn't need his freakin man cave (Which he does not need) is more then plenty of storage. It also has a shed, a downstairs large office room and 5 bedrooms in which we only need 4. So please explain to me where "Not enough storage" comes into play. Oh did I mention that it has a ginormous backyard that we could easily have a pool, basketball court, play ground,3 large sheds and a mini circus and still have enough room? Yeah' well it does!.  So you can see where my frustration comes in.

I want this house. I don't want to look anymore, because seriously it gets annoying. I want my own home already. I want this house for my kids to grow up in and create their memories and messes in. I want to decorate like a crazy adhd person would. I want it all and I want it before someone swoops in and steals my home. Because in my mind, it's mine already. Like no joke' I already have a SMASH book going with all my decorating ideas , colors, purposes for rooms and starting to draw out furniture layouts (yes I'm kinda crazy).

So please people whose opinions don't matter about my "storage", STFU! It's my damn house and it's going to plenty pretty and storagable (Not a word, don't care) when it's in my possession. Wish me luck people, I sure as hell need it.

I have a plan....

 I am a crazy, zombie  fan. I've always loved shooting them up in video games (Even though I sucked) and I love most zombie movies. Now since The Walking Dead Survival Instinct came out, I have been dying to play. (Side note: I don't play video games often. I can't even remember the last time I touched one.) I am a huge Walking Dead fan, so I was all nerdy excited... so was my middle daughter. She has a love for horror especially zombies. It's incredibly awesome and twisted at the same time.

So she has had me play the game just so she can watch and keep track of how many gas cans I found. ( Idk why she wanted to keep track of gas) This became annoying and tired some because well.. I'm a mom and I have ADHD so I had other shit on my to-do-but-never-finish list. So in order to side track her, I decided to tell her we're going to come up with a "Zombie Plan". This would include what we'd stock up on, where we'd want to  live and make into a fortress, our weapons and what kind of people we'd want to stay with us. And holy shit' the plan was to get her off of me playing the game, but it turned into a huge zombie planning  thing. Like it was no joke. I was starting to get all serious and explain my reasoning behind why I'd want this and that etc. Keep in mind I am doing this with a 6 year old. But my 6 year old daughter knew her stuff. She wasn't going to have Unicorns and Rainbows. She was going to have a riffle with mansion and a few doctors. She wouldn't "scout" for things at night, only in the day. She'd give everyone a gun, but advise them to only use it if it was really needed because they make to much noise. Uhhhh... Say what?!?! My daughter is the shit!

I have a feeling she's thought about this before. Because there was just to many good ideas coming out of my pint sized daughter's mouth.