Life has been busy busy busy here in the Brandon house. We’ve been caught up in a whirlwind of waiting. Our landlord is selling the house we’re living in and has asked us to leave. At the same time, Alex has been interviewing with a company in Austin. It’s a great job opportunity and would mean we’d be near my parents again. So we’ve been in this sort of limbo waiting to hear about this job with our move out date looming nearer and nearer. They flew Alex out last week for a personal interview (the rest had been on the phone) telling him that he was the strongest candidate, they have a very strict screening process and he’s the only one who made it through. In other words, they pretty much told him he had the job, but they would have to get a signature from the higher ups to make it official and would give him a definite today. So we waited all day and they finally called him just to tell him that they suddenly have another candidate and they’ll let him know as soon as possible, (though he’s still the strongest candidate). However they can’t give him a time line on when that would be. Luckily we found a house a week ago that we like and put a deposit on it. The owner was nice enough to hold the check for us until we found out the outcome of the interview. SO, we’ll be moving next week some time. Our landlord here has been nothing but a big pain in the rear about this whole thing. First, changing the lease claiming he has a problem with the management company and wanting to cut out the middle man. Then all of the sudden springing the sale of the house on us. Originally he said that we'd go month to month to make it easier on us so we'd have time to find a place to live. Then he changed and said he wants us out on May 24 because his realtor said it would be easier to sell the house while it's empty (understandable). Now that we've found a place and want to move out earlier, he's refusing. You would think he would appreciate that we're leaving a few weeks early so he could get this rat trap ready to sell and on the market. But he's making it as difficult as possible. Ce'st la vie
On a happier note Conner is becoming quite a funny little baby. He's getting close to walking. He can walk around the furniture now and will stand unassisted if he's concentrating on something. He enjoys walking around the house whether he's assisted by Mommy, Daddy or his walk along. He just walks along with a big smile on his face and usually screeching with joy. He's starting to learn the word "no" although he doesn't abide by it. As a matter of fact, he's begun to retaliate. Just yesterday I was folding the laundry and he decided to throw it around the room. So I slapped his hand and said "no!" He retaliated with a whopping smack and went on flinging. He's quite the hitter. He loves to hit his brother. We'll be sitting on the couch and he'll reach over and smack Nicholas on the head. I can't imagine what he's going to be like at 2 or 3 if he's like this now and he's not even one yet.
Nicholas is still in his terrible 3's, becoming more mouthy every day. He's learning the hard way not to talk back to Mommy and Daddy and boss us around. It hasn't started to sink in yet, but his punishments are getting harsher and he's such a smart boy that, for his sake, I hope he starts to get a clue soon.
The boys and I just a wonderful visit with my parents in Texas. The three of us made the two day drive out to Thall. Contrary to what you might think, it wasn't too bad. Thank goodness for portable DVD players and DreamWorks Studios. You can see pictures from our trip here.
Wish us luck and we'll be sending everyone our new address soon.
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