A fun morning.

We didn't really do anything exciting, but we didn't need to. It was the most fun I've had any morning in quite awhile. Beanie and I played with blocks, read books, played with the empty Copperhook box (of which I think I only had one or two) and just dorked around. It was so nice not having to worry that everything in the house was perfect before 10am just in case someone called to look at the place, to just be able to sit and play and do nothing in particular. And talk to my mom for an hour-and-a-half on the phone (which, if you know my mom, really isn't that long).

I think that's been one of the hardest things about having the house for sale, feeling like I had to get so much done every morning that I hardly had a minute to spare with Beanie. Making sure her toys were put away, that there weren't any dishes in the sink or any socks falling out of the laundry pail in the closet. Feeling like everything had to be done to perfection every day all the time.

Our realtor said we'll be surprised when we go out and look at houses (which I'm sad to say -- and a bit pissed -- that we haven't yet) and see just how "nice" they look. I know not everyone would work to keep the house looking so perfect, but in this market I just felt like that would be a bonus for us.

Anyway, I'm happy to say there are dishes in the sink, beds to be made and carpets to be vacuumed but I am here playing on the computer while Beanie naps. And we had a very fun morning!