We went for the early bird special at our favorite Mexican joint, and although I couldn't join the other suburban moms in a margarita toast, I was at least in good company. The elderly were nowhere in sight--just young families, juggling toddlers and babies and chips and salsa.
But instead of heading to Target as we typically would, we turned right instead of left and headed to our dream neighborhood--you know, just to drive by, pretend we live there, and pick out the lot du jour we'd like to build on.
It's a pretty tangible dream at this point. Although not imminent, we are working on getting the house healthy (greg scrubbed the moss off the roof today) as well as our finances, and it is my hope that someday in the nearer future I'll be able to blog, "We're doing it."
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