In the first place, Corb's gone back to school. He decided a few months ago that he really wanted to pursue his dream of becoming an architect, and applied to a local architectural college in Boston. He's been going to school for two weeks now, three nights a week, in addition to work a full 40 hour a week job. And of course, his week-ends are filled with homework.
It's been exhausting for him, but I think it's been a good change. We spend our Saturday nights in a completely boring way--him at his drafting table, me working on my manuscript--but it's also kind of comforting, knowing that we're both working toward something.
Next, Ashes has a boyfriend. She met him at a bonfire event that her school holds every time this year, while she was cheerleading. I had allowed her to sleep over a friend's house that night who lives in a sketchy part of town, against Josie's wishes. Josie was afraid she might get hooked on drugs if she slept over. Instead of getting hooked on drugs, she picked up a boyfriend. I'm not sure which is worse, frankly.
I'm just kidding, because of course, I really do.
He plays drums in a band and likes heavy metal music, but he looks pretty normal. And, he's very attentive. They are texting constantly. He asked her out by asking her through text what her full name. When she texted back, he sent her a text with her full name, asking if she'd go out with him. It's all very sweet.
Oh, and the third thing. Some of you may recall that about a year ago, Corb and I were talking about looking around for another place to live. Corb had his eye on a house at the time, but things didn't work out the way we wanted.
Truth is, since that time, the place hasn't gotten any bigger. And, the kids haven't gotten any smaller, either. Theo, especially, really needs some privacy. I mean, he's going to be 13 in March...and I remember what I was like, at 13.
It's a scary thought.
The truth is, it's become clear that we need more space. And so, about three weeks ago, we decided to start looking around.
Saturday, we found ourselves that room in Bloomsbury. It's a lot more rent money, but it's gorgeous, and there's plenty of room for all of us. The place has two bedrooms and a loft (for Theo), two full bathrooms, huge closets, a nice fireplace, and a heated outdoor pool. And (dare I say) space for me to actually have a small office area! We signed a contract, and now, it's just a matter of them saying yes. I'm keeping my fingers crossed...I really want this, now...
It's not buying a house, but for us, I think it works better. With Corb going to school, just cleaning up inside the place is enough of a challenge. Having an outside to worry about would be pure hell. And besides, the one thing I learned, from living in my own home for twelve years...I hate yard work. Really, really hate yard work.
(Except mowing. I found mowing relaxing.)
It took a while, for me to warm up to the idea. I sat there, through the interview process, through the tour, looking rather grim. Truth is, at first, all I was worried about was the money. But on Sunday, I spoke to my parents, and instead of being worried, they told me they were all for it.
Make a list of the pros and cons, Dad said. Then it will become obvious.
The con is the cost, even though it is doable, if we're smart. The pro is more room, and a really nice space. I'm tired of living small. After so many years, I need to spread out again.
It's funny how, no matter how old you get, there's still a part of you that seeks your parents' approval. And also, it helps when you have really wise parents.
It will mean spending less. No more vacations to Disney World or five Broadway plays in five days. No more dining out, quite as much (which Friendly's should appreciate). Coupon clipping, and bargain hunting. We really are an old married couple, I guess.
So now, I'm just excited. And, Theo is thrilled. He can't wait to move into the loft. We move in October, if all goes well.
I like this season, so far. Here's to new beginnings!