I am so jealous of the weather and you all seem to live out in the open like I have wanted to go back to. H and I were planning that in 2005 before all of this started. I wanted land where I could have horses. He wanted a really nice house that we both loved. We were gonna build it. H had taken a new job that would have moved us into the country. We had it all picked out except the exact location. I had even started packing up some of the junk. Wow, ok now i'm crying sorry.
((((Kelaaron)))) Don't cry sweetie. This MLC stuff catches us all unaware. I'm sure we have all put lives on hold. After the Holidays, about Januray & February, I will be jealous of YOUR weather
You know, my H and I bought this house and land, and the whole plan was to make the house livable for 3 or 4 years and then move over and build back on the hills. We even have the plans drawn and had talked to the guy that we wanted to build it for us. Then I was diagnosed with cancer, and shortly after I began treatment for that the EA stuck her nose in and is advising me that H doesn not want the same things in life that I do and that he is perfectly content with the small home that we have and doesn't really want the same things in life that I do.
Oh???? Pardon me! B!tch! To have a conversation like that with a man is one thing, but to tell the (sick) wife about it is something else entirely. She has no idea what our hopes and dreams were. She was not there as we looked thru log home books and sketched out floor plans. She wasn't even there with the other friends that shared our many thoughts and ideas. All she knows is what she and my H shared during the EA.
So, right now I am focused and hanging on to my M with as much dedication as I can muster. I still have the file with plans and sketches, but I have had to focus on something else first.
Who knows what might happen a few years from now. If we survive H's MLC we might decided to build the house some day. I guess I am just glad that we weren't already in the middle of it when the MLC hit. I want it to be a home of love, and no reminder of this struggle.
Most of us are about as happy as we make up our minds to be.
