Starting Month 3

It is May and we are at the beginning of month three of living on the multi-generational compound.

Everyone is still married.

We have seen 21 houses now (22 if you count the open house Critter and I went to without Marcus), have seriously considered putting offers in on two, and here we are.

Still living in my parents’ basement!

Our housing requirements continue to be as follows: yard that is at least .3 acres, separate dining room that is big enough for our four leaf formal dining table (or opens up into the living room so we can extend it at the holidays), space to put the treadmill. Not a split-level.

This seems like it should not be very hard, but apparently with all of this open floor plan stuff, literally no one has a dining room anymore. I will be honest, this along with people who argue against china and formal silverware hurt my soul.

From a financial perspective, by not living in our townhouse/paying utilities/cable/whatnot we are currently saving $1,700 per month so that’s a pretty great perk too.   Every month that we live here helps increase the purchase price (and down payment) of our future home OR it provides the financing for my upcoming unpaid maternity leave OR it is money to save for the new (used) car I’ll likely need in the next two years because my CRV is 11 years old.

So, all good things.

Two weekends ago, mom and dad headed Up North and Marcus, Critter, and I had the house all to ourselves. It was…really quiet. Because apparently my parents watch more television than we do (which is none during the day) and just having two less people around will do that for you. We had some friends over for dinner the first weekend (Billy: we are allowed to have friends over without parents home now?) and when they went Up North again this weekend and I hosted a baby shower here along with another girlfriend.

So, we are sort of doing some normal things?

We’ve also been doing our best to keep up with date night. I’d say that we are going out at least every other week if you average it out. That said, when I looked at the calendar last Sunday, I realized we had not planned any dates for the upcoming weeks so I wrote those down promptly.  We need to continue to take advantage of built-in babysitters as much as possible while we still can.

Marcus honestly finds the most bizarre part of this entire experience to be the fact that we eat dinner with one or both of my parents probably four nights per week.  Mostly just because we’re used to eating just the two of us.

Meanwhile, Billy has set-up an anonymous complaint hotline and I will confess I have made two false accusations: (1) That someone had consumed my BBQ Kettle Chips without my knowledge and (2) That Mom took all of the Belle Vie (ALDI label La Croix) to the cabin, leaving me with…no Belle Vie.  No one is perfect.

Anyway, here we are.

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3 responses to “Starting Month 3

  1. I’m with you on the dining room, dude. Much to my surprise, it is something about which Nick also feels strongly!

  2. I lived with my parents for 3 years, and i still would if I could! even they liked me there as when they traveled they didn’t worry about the house as much.

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