I published a post recently about wanting out of our neighborhood.
I am still praying about it.
Our neighborhood has calmed down some. The last time the police were here it was due to a child custody issue, not anything illegal. But I still want out. Away from people who live off their grandparents and don't work, who do drugs, who cuss their kids in the front yard when they do finally decide be a parent and try to keep them out of the road.
I still think about that other house. I just drove back by it with the boys. Is that healthy? The boys love it. I informed them two of them would have to share rooms. That didn't suit until I stated they would have full reign over the basement!
The other day, I was imagining decorating that house for Christmas. Where my Christmas village would go. How our annual Griswald Family Christmas party would go over. The boys coming downstairs to see what's under the tree. Is that healthy?
We know we can't afford it right now. That trading option sounds so nice though. It is fun to daydream. Is that healthy?
So until my dreams become reality, I'll make wise financial choices. I'll cut back. I'll get rid of stuff I don't need. I'll keep praying.
Happy daydreaming, ya'll.