Do you know the story of Frederick the Mouse? Oddly, I don’t think this is the first time I’ve mentioned it here. Essentially, this book (intended for children) focuses on a tiny little field mouse who harvests the sensations of the summer to carry him through the winter. The rays of the sun. The colors of the season. The words to help him through those long, cold nights.
I see myself in this little mouse, sitting in the corner and harnessing energy and emotions. Maybe it’s the time of year. The sun setting so soon in the day will mess with you, I suppose.
Yesterday my best friend and I texted about our house hunting experiences. Though we’re in separate states and thankfully not competing in the same housing market, our stories are incredibly similar. We tell each other things you can really only explain to a friend who GETS you because you are both cut from the same cloth…
Speaking of cloth, I just realized I’m wearing my shirt backwards. Has that ever happened to you? I’m sitting here, scratching my neck, wondering why my gym clothes were strangling me.
She vented to me about her girlfriend while I shared my own real estate Goldilocks stories (you know, where not one of the homes is ever just right).
“Charlotte, she said we couldn’t move into this house—THE PERFECT HOUSE—because she’d fall down the stairs.”
“Kind of like when Bryan said there was no room to put his bikes and I stared at him, like THAT SHOULD NOT BE A FACTOR WHEN PURCHASING A HOME!”
House hunting is an interesting experience, and I have to keep reminding myself—like my best friend is trying to do—that we aren’t simply looking for a house for ourselves. That’s the easy part. Each partner needs to have equal say and all opinions must be weighed, or else the whole thing will fall apart. So, while I don’t have to LIKE Bryan’s reasoning, I need to listen to his needs because I would hate it if he discounted something I said.
In other news, leftover latkes with cinnamon apple sauce is the new breakfast of champions.
You know I always love to hear from you. Please let me know any house hunting experiences you had, or if you too are like Frederick the Mouse, and if you ever wear your clothes inside out not on purpose. Much love and greetings for the season <3