Well, it is time to get back to life I suppose. This last week and a half have been pretty much unequivocally the crappiest of my life. Thank goodness for an awesome husband who takes such good care of me and for a sweeter than sweet Mother-in-law that also takes good care of me and props to some sweet drugs to get me through. My initial thought process in preparing for my recovery was that Nate's Mom would come and I would be all better and she would have nothing to do. Boy, was I ever delusional. Now, in complete fairness to my delusional state of mind I must say that surgeon was partly to blame for my delusions. He seemed to think that this surgery would be a lot easier on me than my previous lower jaw surgery. His line of thinking was that I would be able to open my mouth and move it around much sooner than when my lower jaw was done and he also thought there would be less swelling. Respectively he was correct about the lower jaw feeling much better and moving around. Last time I couldn't even open my mouth far enough to get an empty spoon in there and it was always feeling like it could just snap off from my skull and fall onto the ground at any moment. That is rather nice to not be feeling that this time I must say, however, the amount of swelling and pain far surpass what I felt last time. I finally feel like I don't look like some sort of deformed chipmunk now and pretty much resemble my former self. My upper lip is still pretty swollen and I can't quite get it to move like it should and there is a little bit of swelling left in my checks. I was feeling pretty good that I was able to get make-up on today. I had to try because we were going to look at a house with a Realtor.
Yep, you read it right, we went and looked at a house. I don't know if it will work out or not, but we would not only like to get into a bigger house but we would like to put in a swimming pool in the house we would want to live in for a very long time. We got drawn in by a 4711 sq ft house that needed some work. I spent nights awake dreaming of the renovations and how I would feel about moving the kids to a different school and ward. I asked the kids what they thought and they are totally excited at the thought. Emma said, cool I can make a whole bunch of new friends while keeping my old ones. What a stealer attitude. Jared doesn't give a flying rip nor do the 2 little ones. The thought of leaving my girls behind in my ward, I'm the 1st counselor in YW, makes my heart ache. I really love those girls and I'm having an absolute ball, on the other hand I am thrilled to get my kids into the Rio Rancho school district and there aren't really any bad Wards on this side of town, so we can't go too wrong there. I have spent nights dreaming of what I need to do to get this house ready to sell in a buyers market. The prospect is a bit scary with the amount of homes on the market, but I have a plan. My restless nights do produce results. We are going to sell our homes with only the help of a broker (I think that's what they are called). We will pay a flat fee for the paperwork of selling a house and then I will list the house with a selling agent bonus of a couple thousand dollars, and all my watching of Designed to Sell are going to pay off. I think that with the selling bonus to entice the foot traffic, maybe a website (Oh Shayla....) and my ability to properly stage the house, I don't think it should take too long and we can hopefully get what we want for the house. So all this planning and dreaming happened before I even stepped foot in the house. Anyway they are selling This bright pink monstrosity for practically nothing, however when we actually got to go inside and asses the amount of work we realized that it was not worth it. :( Everything in the house was crap! Every detail every everything total crap. So we decided to go see one of Nate's patients that builds houses and has been wanting to show us his model home and some plans. This builder and his wife were on a trip to CA looking for floor plans and immediately thought of us when they saw this particular floor plan. Long story short, we met with him yesterday (Friday) and I fell in love with his designs. We picked out a lot and we are going to meet with him next week to go over some designs to start the process. I didn't think that going the custom home route was going to be affordable with the prices of land being so expensive right now. But after we met with him and got a pretty good estimate of the cost of the house we want to build with him we came home and crunched the numbers and it will totally work. He showed us all of his "standard" features by going thru the 3 homes and what the price per square foot to build with those features are. His standards are amazing. Granite counter tops and awesome tile in bathrooms, the carpet the flooring the cabinets, light fixtures, faucet fixtures, all Bosch stainless steel appliances, the railing for the stairs, etc... I mean you name it and it's standard. Plus he includes the landscaping for the front and back yard and the fence. There should be no surprises when it comes to the final cost of the house. I don't really see a need to upgrade anything. I can actually afford my dream home. It will be on a half acre and he said that he would throw in the pool if we let him build the house. The market is pretty slow for the custom builders too right now. We got to walk through 3 of his houses and he does amazing detail work. I will actually have a pretty house. Very exciting. Anyway, that means I've got to get into the mode of getting my house ready to sell. It helps me keep my mind off how crappy I feel. I think I veered way off topic........anway.....Back to life.

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Oh my gosh, Heath! That is way big news! A new house! I'm so sad I missed your call today and didn't get to hear all about it. I've been thinking about you so much, wondering if you were surviving. Nate and I were discussing our lives and the lack of prospects in getting to NM last night and what we should do next with my meds and the thought of just calling and asking your Nate for help (just advice, really) made me start to bawl. I know, so dumb, but I guess this wanting to be by family and be able to ask for help when you need it just makes the whole "nothing happening" harder to handle. I'm glad Mom was able to be there to help you. I've had a couple magazines and a card sitting on my desk ready to mail to you to cheer you up since the day you went into surgery...that's the kinda friend I am...I aim high and somehow end up shooting low. :-) Maybe I'll send it next week...a really post-post-op cheer-up package. Miss you! I hope your week goes better. Hawaii's comin' up soon, right?
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