"...you don't really feel different as an adult..."

After a bit more haggling back and forth we were able to meet in the middle with the seller and are now under contract. It's exciting and nerve-racking.

I asked Peanut Butter if he felt like an adult since we've been doing all these adult things lately; getting married, having a baby, moving across the country for a job, buying a house, etc. He said he feels like a kid who's gotten in over his head. I do too.

When I was a kid I thought adults knew everything and were always confident about their choices, but the older I get, the more I realize that they were just as uncertain about their grown-up decisions as kids are about their choices, it just comes across differently to a child. I suppose Branflake will feel the same way about PB and I as I did about my parents when I was a child. It won't be until he's all grown up that he'll realize that you don't really feel different as an adult, you're just making different choices.

I've been busy for the last 36 hours or so. Home Depot and Lowe's have so many hits from my ISP because of me. I'm researching paint colors, crown moulding, wainscoting, and other various decorating techniques. I have some pretty solid ideas. I know I'm going to have to run them by PB and he'll probably nix most of them and then I'll be back to the drawing board to find something we can both live with, but this is fun.

This morning got online to look at the photos in the listing yet again, but it's been taken down. So for the time being my dreaming and scheming will have to be done via memory.

I guess my next true venture will be packing with an infant that's going to start crawling any day now. The sooner I get moving on that the better.