Bummer Day?? Probably.

It seems in the evening I don't want to move and in the morning I do. They have multiple offers on the house and we were asked for a final offer. We submitted the same offer because it's a strong one and that's as far as we want to go.

We probably won't get the house. I think I'm edging to a little more disappointed than relieved. We went back yesterday to clarify some work we're asking them to do in the yard (other offers are asking the same) and I liked the house even more than the first time. We also scooted over for a coffee before I met the kids downtown and that was kind of the heart of why we want to move -- walkable, community, etc.

All emotions aside, I believe what is meant to happen does. If we get the house it's good for us, if we don't there's a reason why.

We should know by today. 

About today ... I have a qualifier hike and rain showers are predicted for most of the hike. I'm super on the fence, but I'll go and have a hike -- maybe not the qualifier I want, but some time outside. I wish it was a clear decision either way (no rain, pouring rain). AND, the bathrooms don't open before the hike. Dang and double dang. I'm going to need to leave extra early to find a bathroom after the hour drive. 

This afternoon I'm continuing Christmas baking. I baked a pound cake yesterday -- I'll freeze it today. I have an extremely full week until next Monday. No time to diddle around. As I've said before -- why can't I find a balance? I go through these periods where I'm totally over-scheduled for what feels good and then nothing. I don't enjoy the holidays when I'm spread this thin. 

And, as I said before, maybe it's a matter of attitude and perspective. Maybe I'm not spread too thin. Maybe I'm having a great couple of weeks, full of all the parts of life. Hmmmm. Still pondering.

I painted a rock yesterday. Fairy door. I found another quick, fun project that I want to try too. Not sure if I can squeeze it in this week though.

Making time to paint rock
always makes me happy.

I'm planning a bummer day. I don't expect to qualify for the hike (rain and slippery will slow me down) and I expect to hear we didn't get the house. Neither is actually bad, but both are disappointing. Defeatist attitude? Maybe, but it seems realistic given the circumstances. There's that 50-50 again -- yesterday was a really good day. I know both have a dash of hope still, but neither are leaning toward being what I think is a "win." Part of life (and I fight it every time). And, also, maybe both NOT working out IS actually a win in ways I can't see yet. 

Okay, best get going. It's an early morning. Later gators.