Moving: A Slow Process

I am getting very restless as the months go by and our house still sits. It’s not like we are making it so difficult because we only want to move about a half hour away. We aren’t spending a ton of time going back and forth looking at real estate in Utah, getting the skinny on a condo L.A., or checking out a flat in New York. We know what we want and already and have several homes picked out…it’s just getting rid of this one!
In addition to the space on the inside lacking, I think we could definitely cut down on the space outside. We have a little over two acres and we treat all of it like we live in a residential neighborhood. In all actuality we live in the country. Feed stores, diesel duallies, and a good bit of good ‘ol boys..but their meanin’ no harm. We want to live on a Park’s Edge not a pond’s edge. We want to have stores that sell gourmet sausage and not be forced the neighbors year old frozen dear sausage. Its’s seriously time to find another realtor that is in touch with reality.

Wedding Band Woes

For the longest time I thought I had a problem. Not a drinking problem or a gambling problem, but a problem losing something very important over and over. My wedding ring has had a history of not wanting to stick around much. I have currently been the owner of three wedding bands and it’s not because I have walked down the aisle three times.
Right before Crystal and I got married over nine years ago I had a difficult task of figuring out what type of ring I wanted. I knew that I did not want a plain old yellow gold band. I really checked out a good bit of men’s platinum, men’s white gold, and men’s tungsten rings. I knew that platinum would be silly for me to get because it would have been a bit out of my price range (I had already spent enough on her platinum set). I purchased an amazing wedding ring that was white gold and had a few diamond baguettes in it.
Needless to say, five years later I stuck my wedding band in my back pocket one afternoon before painting my daughters room purple (as to not get paint on it) and realized that the pocket had a hole in it hours later.
A year after that I picked up another $50 band at a department store and left it in a bathroom somewhere while washing and drying my hands. I just HAD to make sure that there were no germs hiding under that ring!
The latest one was just some super cheap band that I picked up at some store in my daily travels. I think that the kids actually picked it up and then it disappeared into the void. I’m sure I will find it on an action figure one day as the boys probably used it as a royal crown for someone.
I have made a promise to myself that I will go at this one more time and I vow to not lose this one. I have been going over some options and found some really great rings that are made of tungsten. Men’s Tungsten Online has a really sweet selection of rings. I just wish that they would have an accidental idiotic husband loss insurance.













