Took the First Step!

 

Yep I am that old...Yep I remember this show...Well my Hubby Wubby and I are like George and Wheezy (did you ever wonder if she had asthma...) and we are movin' on up!

We took the first step to selling our house. We called our glorious, wonderful realtor who has helped many in our family and sold us our current home, and told her that we are going to start the process of decluttering our house.

Yep that's me!

No it's not really that bad, but sometimes that is how I feel!
So we are going to get the storage building to move some extra furniture in, pack our personal crap up, you know like all those shows say to do in order to sell your house. No we wouldn't have to do this if we had enough room for our 3 kids, and our own crap. Yes I know I am thankful for a home. I am thankful that we have jobs.

1. Why don't you purge your house and get rid of things?

We have done that, every other year when my family all gets together and has a big ol' Texas Garage Sale. People, I still got alot of crap.  

2. Why are you getting the storage building?

Have you ever watched one of those sell my house shows? Where do they put all their crap?! Seriously?! Are they like throwing it away? Donating it? What?! Like for real, we don't have a garage because my husband's shit has taken it over for his "hot rod" or what I have termed, "The Real Pain in my Ass." Plus even if we had room he wouldn't let anything go in his garage. A bicycle can sit in my living room but he will swear up and down that it does not belong in the garage...

Yeah makes no damn sense huh....


Anyways. We have paid all the old "I was young and dumb and didn't know or care what a credit score was so let's sign up for credit card to get a free tshirt or not pay a bill so we can go drink beer!" charges off. All but one because I honestly think that company is crazy....
So now we get to go through a new experience in life. Selling a home and all that it entails. Selling and buying all at the same time. This scares me. More then anything because I don't want to end up with everything in a storage shed and all of us in a freaking pay by the week roach hotel listening to cumbia music and people getting drunk on what is in their paper bag!

Oh goodness here we go!