My very own

One of today's American Dreams is being a homeowner. Every person that I have ever met that owns their own home usually says the same thing... its worth it! But what they forget to mention is the absolute hell you go through in getting one. For the last sixty days or so, give or take.. I have been in the process of buying a home. It has been an absolute roller coaster ride. Sacrifice, Email, Research, Give, Take, and more Sacrifice. I had to take a class on Saturday about the entire process, and as much as I dread going to take an 8 hour class on my day off, it was well worth the time, and money. I learned a great deal about buying a home, about maintaining a great credit score, and basically staying about the hassle.

I don't understand the reason for so much detail and information though.
The digging and prying of your personal life. There should be the take of knowing you can afford it, for an amount of time it is needed it, and a good credit history. The point of knowing why I went to the mall last week, or if I'm single.. which I hate discussing, because the next question following is usually really? Yes really!!! shouldn't matter. Its like going on a first date with someone that's nosey, and ready to move in with you after two cocktails. Many of the people in the class were couples, and those that were there alone, were either married or engaged. I was the only person in the class who was single. It didn't bother me in the beginning, but as I realized how every person had a person to handle this process with them, I felt as though I had so much ahead of me to take on my own. I'm now at the point of wanting to know if I'm closing or not just so that I can get rid of the nerves, and butterflies in my stomach. The stress of knowing or wondering what they are going to ask me for next. Will this be good enough, does my records look good enough, who do I have to go through next in order for this process to be finish and complete.

But with all of that said: The day when my keys are put in my hand, and I finally have a place to call my own, and not anticipate a rent increase every year, will definitely be worth it! A yard my daughter can run free in with our phoebe! A day not wondering when will I have to pack again.... A place of our own.

WEIGHT GAIN

I absolutely HATE gaining Weight. And I have! Oh Have I! Being in a new living environment, and my car being sick has secured me in one place, and what other activity I've been able to do, is read, and instantly...ummm...ummm... EAT!. Good eating at that, home cook meals, and constant snacking. I'm so not proud of myself, and wish I could definitely stop. But under my current situation I can't get to the gym like I would like too!... As soon as I went back to spin class last week, my rental car had to go back until my car is repair and taken off the breathing machine.

Ahhhh, I really knew it was over when I went to put on my skinny jeans on casual friday, and I could not button them. Its official. I am about to go extremely hard on myself. I'm not one of those people who do the die hard diets, I don't make myself suffer from not eating or being miserable. I make it a life style change. I learn to limit myself, exercise on a regular, and retrieve as much energy as I can by getting enough sleep and eating those things that build my body tissue and not replace it with fat tissues. I never have a goal of what I want to wieght, but what makes me feel good when I'm able to fit back into everything in my closet.

Happy Go Losing!

I LOVE READING

OK I purchase myself a Nook for Christmas, and by far it has been a great investment. I have been able to catch up on some of my best novels, and fashion magazines. Just in two months I have read over four novels. I am now fond and love the writing by this author named Ashley Antoinette. She writes these intriguing urban love stories! Every book I have read I have found myself infatuated with the characters. She explains them to be magnificent. The men have brains, looks, courage, and the ability to not only be able to take good care of their woman, but to want too. I can also relate to some of the women in her books, and looking for a man similar to the ones in her literature.

I distant myself from life's problems when reading, and put myself in the story. Times gets away from me, and I forget about most of the things I tend to stress or worry about. I'm dreaming, imagining, and fascinating a great ending of my own chapters. Believing that I too can have a happy ending. Not all the stories I read have happy endings, but the sequels do. So there's a happy ending to many of our stories, rather if along the way the struggle is extreme, the lessons leave bruises, and the heart ache never mends. There is always something to be hopeful for, and it is our own stories happy endings.

and by the way if you have a nook, send me an email so we can become nook friends, and lend great reads! staceywoods@rocketmail.com