Looking Forward in February

Right now it’s snowing and grey and just rather icky outside. February, why you gotta be like that? Still, despite the dreary weather there are a few things I’m looking forward to this month:

  • Family Day! While BC recognizes Family Day on a different Monday than every other dang province in the country, we get a bonus day off as a family on the 12th.
  • Barre! I signed up for a special “Barre & Brew” event happening on the 17th, which will consist of a one-hour barre class followed by a pint at a local pub. I’m looking forward to an afternoon of fitness and fun!
  • Chinese New Year! It’s the Year of the Dog starting on the 16th, and my dad is going to be coming to town the next day so we can celebrate with dim sum. Right now neither Isla nor Norah understand the fact that they’re 1/4 Chinese, but one day I hope they can learn and appreciate what their heritage is.
  • Not one, but TWO Pro-D days for Isla! Her school is a host school for the BC Winter Games, so the kids have two days off school near the end of the month. While she loves school, I think she’ll enjoy having a couple days off as well. (And I know I’ll enjoy not having to get the kids up and moving those mornings.)
  • Kyle’s birthday! Kyle will be celebrating his fourth 29th birthday at the end of the month, and I’ve made it a bit of a tradition to invite his best friends over for a guy’s night while the kids and I vacate the premises for the evening. Isla, Norah, and I will be having a slumber party at my mom’s while the guys sit around and drink rum and rye all night long. (I’m not even exaggerating; last year I think they stayed up until about 4:30 in the morning.)

While it may not seem like there’s a lot going on, it’s a short month so I know it will fly by fast. Hopefully this weather smartens up and we can strut into March with sunshine.

What are you up to this month?

Moving (On)

So you know how a little while back I mad mentioned that we had not only found a house but also had our offer accepted? Well, things have kind of gone down the crapper since then …

One of the subjects of our offer was that we had to sell our home before we could close the deal. We had about a month to do so, and we figured we wouldn’t have a problem selling since the market is hot in Kamloops. We listed the day after our offer was accepted and in the first week we had just over a dozen showings. In two weeks, we had about 20 showings but no offers. Zero. Zip. Nada. Not even 2nd lookers. Our hopes were dwindling, but we still had two more weeks to attract a buyer.

Then, we get word from our realtor that the owners of the house we “bought” received another offer but had not yet accepted it. We removed as many subjects as we could, but unfortunately, it just wasn’t enough to let our offer stand. The owners accepted the other deal, and we lost out. Again.

This isn’t the first time our offer on a house has been declined because of the “contingency” clause of selling our house first. There was another house that we fell in love with and even offered MORE than the asking price, but the seller was nervous about that clause and opted for a different offer.

It’s frustrating, to say the least. We’ve thought about just putting our place up for sale to rid ourselves of needing that contingency, but we don’t want to end up homeless, so to speak. What if we sell our place but there’s nothing out there that appeals to us? We don’t want to settle on a new house because we’re forced to move. Renting for a short period of time isn’t feasible with two big dogs and two kids, nor is staying with family. We have a set list of things we need/want in a house, so settling isn’t really an option.

For now, we’ve decided to stay put. We pulled our house off the market and will wait things out. No more aggressive house-hunting, no more offers, no more showings. Unless an absolute home run of a home comes up for sale, we’re tired of the search. It’s depressing and feels like a game we can’t win, at least not right now.

We’re not moving anymore, we’re just moving on.



On Friday Kyle and I went and voted at an advanced polling station for our federal election. The line up was long and therefore, so was the wait, but we did our civil duty. A couple folks in line were muttering cuss words, one guy realized he was in line for the wrong polling station and wasn’t happy to find out his error, etc.

That evening, after we can come home, we were talking about how long the line up was and how some people were complaining about the wait, but we stopped and realized that while our wait took a while (about 45mins), at least it was peaceful. We’re lucky to live in a country where we don’t have to fight for the right to vote, where we can stand in line and not risk being attacked physically if we vote for a certain party. There are far grater (and graver) things going on in our world today where a wait to peacefully vote for the future leader of our country seems minuscule and petty.

That being said, today in Canada is Thanksgiving. (Bet you didn’t see that segway coming, did yah? ;) ) Perhaps it’s the post-pregnancy hormones raging through me, but this year its seems like I’m especially touchy-feely and emotional. That conversation with Kyle got me thinking about all the wonderful things I have going on in my life, and how my “problems” really are first-world ones. Oh boo-hoo, my big house isn’t big enough. Oh darn, my nice, reliable car isn’t big enough. Ugh, my happy, healthy kids are wanting my attention. You get my point?

Like I said, I don’t know if it’s my hormones because I normally don’t get all worked up at Thanksgiving and reflect like this, but I am so unbelievably grateful for everything in my life. I have an amazing husband who works his butt off so I can stay home and raise our two amazing little girls, we have a roof over our heads and never have to worry about staying warm or going hungry, and we can go about our daily lives without the fear of being attacked for voting one way or another. Despite the ridiculous spats that Kyle and I get into, the acting out Isla does, or the repair bills that may pop up unexpectedly, things could be so much worse.

So this year (or next, for my American readers), while you’re standing in line at the polling stations, perhaps grumbling under your breath about waiting in a long line, be thankful for how good we have it here in North America, and be grateful for the things that matter most.