Hubby checked in with the houseing office yesterday and was told to come back today at noon and he should be getting an offer for a house.
He called me after going to the office and asked the annoying question:
"I have good news and bad news, which do you want first?"
I really hate it when he calls me and says that. I chose good news first: We got a house, a brand new house that is really nice and has a huge master bedroom with a walk in closet and master bath. 3 Bedrooms, 2 1/2 Bath, 2 car garage! And the bedrooms are upstairs!!! (Our last house was all one floor, not good during nap time).
The bad news: The house is so new its not ready yet. We cant move in until the 14th which means were stuck in lodging until then. It sucks being stuck in one room together (that Bobo is hell-bent on trying to destroy) but at least we are getting a nice new house!
So far Bobo has knocked the lamp off the night stand several times and taken off the little knob that turns it off and on. He keeps trying to rip the peeling wallpaper in the corner. He fell off the bed today. He keeps pushing the AC buttons and I either find the heat turned on or the temp turned down to 52, or up to 89. He is my destructive boy. He also likes to mess with all the TV buttons while Princess is watching which causes her to scream at him. He is constantly climbing on the chari next to the little kitchen table to try and get to whatever happens to be on the table at the time. I feel like all I do is tell him "NO" "Get down".