Hunting

I haven't gotten to spend too much time getting to know my new temporary country. I have been spending most of my time in the trenches hunting for a new home. Wow...it is difficult here. If it isn't one thing it is another. SOMETHING is wrong with all of them. There is not one perfect house out there...and by that I mean these houses are missing things like sinks to wash hands in the toilet rooms. Not little things. Or an entire floor of bedrooms and not a single toilet on that floor and tiny steps that I foresee children tumbling down also resulting in potty accidents AND covered in carpet. See the problems here? Or a house that would be great if you didn't have to park 2 full miles away. Or houses that would be great if we were allowed to see them, but because of the company that runs them we are not. We have lots of options here that I was originally excited about. We have traditional dutch, contemporary/architectural, minimalistic, eclectic as well as houses over water. LOTS of styles, but one after the other I have tossed them aside because of one reason or another. I mean who builds a house of 7 bedrooms and puts in only 1 bathroom? WHO DOES THAT? Who builds a gorgeous kitchen and then puts an oven in that you can barely fit your hand in? Certainly not big enough to even cook 4 chicken breasts. INSANE! INSANE INSANE! Apparently we got here after the big housing turnover and we are left with....leftovers. The houses no one wanted because there is something strange about them.

So, I have been busy. Busy rejecting residences. Today I think I made a decision, but now I'm worried I made the wrong one. No matter what we will have to pay more than the company is allowing us. Will it be a home I can invite people to stay in? Will it be a home that my children can feel the spirit and feel like they have a refuge from the world outside? Will it be a home we all love to come home to?

SO MUCH PRESSURE!!!!!

Because this time it isn't just for one year, but two.