Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Hard Decisions are Sometimes the Right Ones.

Hi everyone.

It is September 6th. And it is time for me to post something I've been trying to avoid. Partly because I'm ashamed, partly because I feel like a quitter, and mostly because this is truly something I do not want to give up. I've hated having to make this decision, and after feeling like complete crap about it I've finally come to peace with it (mostly).

After much back and forth I've come to my senses...and I've decided not to run the Chicago Marathon.

I truly can't express how difficult and brutal it was for me to finally call it quits on training. It took weeks of struggle to admit I should not continue training, and then more weeks where I lived in denial of the decision I knew was in front of me. But it's not just me in my body right now (talk about something else that's been hard to come to terms with)...and I can't make decisions without considering that.

Running the marathon last year was something I loved and I was so excited to do it again this year, and was even more excited about when I found out I was pregnant. I kept imagining myself as I was when I crossed the finish line last happy and accomplished I felt:

The nitty gritty of training...
And then came the actual process of training for the marathon this year, which has not gone well from day one. When my 'training' first started I was still in my first trimester and beyond tired all the time (pregnancy fatigue is like nothing I've ever experienced, even pulling two a day workouts last year). I would go to work, come home and lay down on the couch. I'd get up to make dinner, and be asleep by 7 - no exaggeration.

When that eased up and I moved into early second trimester I was able to get my runs in early in the morning - the only time I could run because I've also developed a complete intolerance to humidity, which doesn't mesh well with Chicago in July. At this point, I was also "behind" on my long runs. I altered my schedule to increase my long weekend runs by two miles each weekend (instead of just one), and that went okay for a few weeks. Aside from this annoying feeling of having to pee as soon as I started running, I was making the miles happen three times a week.

The only problem was that I was experiencing more and more SI/hip pain after my runs, and the longer they got the worse the pain was. And not soreness...actual pain. Lifting my left leg shot a sharp through my sacrum and up into my low back, causing pain into my right leg that threatened collapse. In addition to stretching and "legs up the wall", I decided to try to incorporate speed walking into my longer runs. But instead of seeing my long runs get longer, I completely stalled. I made it to 12 miles one week, and then after that my long run distances decreased instead of increasing. That didn't bode well.

As the weeks went, it wasn't just my hips. I noticed that regardless of nutrition/hydration, by six or seven miles my hands were so swollen that I couldn't bend my fingers, and my feet were swelling too. My lung capacity has slowly decreased as well because I'm carrying high, and combined with now outgrowing another size of bra, breathing while running is getting harder and harder and makes my heart rate slowly increase as each mile ticks by. The pressure on my round ligament has also increased, pulling on my low back and giving me the feeling of a side stitch low in my abdomen that pulls my posture to one side. And probably the most worrying thing has been numbness in half of my toes while running, as well as calf pain and soreness, all of which has me freaking out about DVT (blood clots in the leg). In reality it's probably just muscle tightness...but the number one thing I've learned about pregnancy is that all advice is designed to freak you out and make you think you're doing something wrong or dying.

In short...long runs were not going well at all. I can still manage a few miles at a time, but any effort over six or seven miles left me upset and depressed. I was putting so much pressure on myself to complete marathon training that running wasn't making me happy truly became something I dreaded every day. One day in particular it ended in me crying in the shower after my "run".

So I decided to drop the goal, and relieve the pressure on myself. Kind of. (Because wait, there's more.)

I still have to fundraise.

I'm not saying that because I'm mad or upset about it (I am not at all). I truly believe in the mission of Ronald McDonald House, and I have $500 to raise before October 1st.

In truth, I've avoided posting about fundraising in the hopes that training would "look up", but it's now September and I need to get at least $500 in the bank for the team, otherwise I won't be able to run for them in the future. I'm getting very nervous about the $0 balance on my team page.

I believe in #TeamRMHC. I believe in the work they do and I want to fundraise for them for many, many years and marathons to come. To stay on the team I need to raise money now.

If you are able, please consider donating here. If your company matches donations, please let me know so I can record that (and note that if you are a Zurich employee all donations from $20-500 are matched and I will take care of filling out all the don't have to do a thing!).

If you have any questions or concerns about donating or if you would like more information, just ask. I'm an open book.


Saturday, August 19, 2017

The Lincoln Presidential Half Marathon (Race Recap)

So now that I've caught you all up on all the house-buying and moving (and pregnancy) stuff, I figure I can write about some other fun things that happened this spring!

Let me start this one by saying that I know I drag my feet with blogging, but it has never taken me this long to write a recap! I'll chalk it up to the fact that this race was only 8 days after we moved - I was lucky I even had race gear unpacked!

This half marathon came about after I found out I was pregnant in December. I honestly really wanted to tackle the Hillstriders March Madness Half Marathon in Cary, IL (very close to where I lived), but it's labeled as one of the toughest HM's in the state, if not the toughest, and I knew that wouldn't be happening with a baby on board at 4+ months pregnant. My heart rate wouldn't be able to stand it. So I started looking for an option in it's place, and stumbled upon the giant penny medal of the Lincoln Presidential Half in Springfield!

It just so happened that as I stumbled upon this race my bestie Steffi (you'll remember her from last year's Shamrock Shuffle and Hot Chocolate races) asked if I was down to do the Shamrock Shuffle again, and I said, "Uhh, how about this half marathon instead?" To be honest, I'd kind of had it with huge Chicago races and was looking for something more the flavor of the Schaumburg Turkey Trot to start up my spring season.

Bless her, she agreed. And It would be her FIRST half!!

(It's also really fun to note that, technically, this was The Unborn's very first race too!)

Race Details and Swag
The race took place April 1st, and we registered far enough in advance that registration was very cheap. I actually can't remember what I paid, but it was either $50 or $60 which is really reasonable for a half. The 'swag' was a gender specific, long sleeve athletic tshirt with good ol' Honest Abe's face on it. The shirt, while super cute, was pretty short on me because I have a long torso...should have gotten the men's shirt!

To be honest, because of my miscarriage my training was almost non-existent. Fun fact I learned through everything is that once you get pregnant and the pregnancy ends, no matter how long you wre pregnant for it takes about 6 weeks for your hormones to figure out wtf is happening. So I spent a lot of time grumpy, sad, angry, hungry, tired, etc. I ran when I had the energy, but I never ran more than 6 miles during my "training". I was still swimming and biking (and lifting) to prepare for my tri, but I was honestly having a hard time committing to anything, so I went into the race fairly undertrained.

I'm not proud of it, but there you go.

Anyways...logistically this one was fairly easy to plan...I texted Papa Bender with the idea of he and Mama Bender putting us up for the night, and they were more than happy to oblige (they live in a town right next to Springfield). Though I left it totally up to him, I kind of knew Papa Bender would agree to take us to the race and spectate!

Steffi and I rode down to Springfield the day before the race (Friday) and hit up the expo briefly before meeting Mama and Papa Bender for dinner at a pizza place (where else??). The expo and packet pickup were at the President Lincoln Hotel in downtown Springfield. Pickup was very small, and we arrived about 30 minutes before close so there wasn't much to see and some of the vendors had already left. We didn't mind though because we were really hungry and ready for dinner. So off we went for pizza and salad!

(PS, I only took one picture in the hotel during packet pick up...this was the only Abe-y thing we got close to.)

We spent that night at the Benders, which was a nice because it meant we had separate rooms and beds, a shower to utilize after the race with no time crunch, and an easy morning the day of the race. Also fun was, while touring their "new" house, I noticed Liberty Falls!

Papa Bender is an architect and bought this cute set of miniature buildings once upon a time at an antique store...what he didn't know is the story behind them! Liberty Falls was sold as a collection from Carson's at Christmas-time in the 90s. My mom has a large collection of them (all of the ones below, plus another 15 or so) and setting up Liberty Falls was always one of my favorite things to do when decorating for Christmas.

So I explained all of this to them, gave names to a few of the townspeople, and generally blew them away with my random knowledge ;)

The Benders also have this beautiful stained glass window that I couldn't pass up the opportunity to take a picture of:

The rest of the night was low key. It was late and we were tired, so Steffi and I got ready for bed and sorted out our race things for the morning.

Race Day
Morning came and we were up and at 'em, and gave ourselves about 30 minutes to drive into Springfield and line up for the race. We also had a few minutes to snag some pictures with Abe!

We were out in full force for The Left, sporting our Notorious RBG shirts. PERFECT choice for the weather that day!

Let's please all look at these words as an indication for our present situation. A patient confidence in the justice of the come out on the right side of history again, in the same battle Abraham Lincoln led a century and a half ago.

The race started just before the Lincoln Presidential Library, and the crowd was fairly small compared to the races I did last year. There were no start corrals, so we just seeded ourselves into the group at a decent spot. The prerace show included the national anthem, a 21 gun salute with muskets!!! (which was unexpected and pretty cool), and a speech by Abraham Lincoln himself! I wish I'd known about the speech because it was pretty funny and clever and I could have recorded it. Alas, I did not.

After a short count down, we were off!
The first Lincoln site we passed - the Lincoln Presidential Library!
The second landmark we passed was Lincoln's Springfield home, about a mile into the run. We actually didn't know if it was this house or the one on the other side of the road - we were confused because there was an armed guard outside of the other one, but not this one. When I saw the photographer I thought it had to be this one...but no one around us knew either!

Turns out it was this one.
Abraham Lincoln's Springfield home! I snagged this from the race photos because it was a funny picture :P
Heading into the second mile was my favorite stretch of the race, but I don't have a picture of it because it was so sudden and breathtaking and I just wanted to enjoy it. After Lincoln's house you meander through a neighborhood, then turn a corner and BAM! The stretch in front of you leads you straight up to the Illinois State Capital building, head on.

It was such a great view, and I told Steffi we should go there at the end of the race for pictures (which we did!).
PS...not my photo. be totally and completely honest, I have no idea where the other monuments/points of interest we ran by after that were. I don't even know if there were any before Lincoln's tomb! My only real critique of the race is that they should have put some signs up to alert runners to the fact that they were going past something historical or Lincoln related.

Afterall, we're not all like my cousin Jennie, who just knows all this stuff about Presidents off the top of her head. :P

What I can say is that we had a blast running through the various neighbor hoods. There were so many people who came out and sat on their lawns to cheer on runners. People with signs and cowbells, little kids in jackets and blankets - it was really cool to see that! I asked one of the kids if watching us was better than cartoons...from the look he gave me I think not, lol.

One of my favorite signs during the race was around Mile 5...there was a girl holding a sign that said, "You're almost finsihed! #alternativefacts" I laughed so hard and told her it was the best sign I'd seen yet. She, in turn, saw our RBG shirts and said it was the best outfit she'd seen yet. Some people run this race dressed up like Abe, or like pennies, so it was fun to get that compliment!

Also totally random, we saw a woman wearing a shirt that had a map of the US on it with a number of the states colored in...she's trying to run a half in every state! We chatted with her for a few minutes about it and then went our separate ways!

We encountered a few hills through the race, but nothing horrendous. I was actually surprised at how good I felt the whole time. Since I needed to prepare for Ragnar I told Steffi I was going to run all the hills as part of my "training" (taking advantage of the fact that there were hills, unlike any of my normal runs), and I did that. But mostly, the race was flat.

We finally got to Oak Ridge Cemetary, about nine miles into the run. This is where Lincoln is buried, and where Lincoln's tomb is! It also had hills!

This was the hill we walked up across from the tomb. We walked because I wanted to snag some pictures of the tomb as well as a selfie or two of us. PS that woman in the orange jacket was hilarious! She joked with us the whole way.

And here it is! President Lincoln's tomb! I wish it hadn't been so far away. I wanted to go rub Lincoln's schnoz for good luck (you should really click that link). Maybe I should have thrown a penny towards it instead? (Really, go read that link.)
You can almost see how shiny Lincoln's nose is in this! I really missed my shot there.
I got our selfies too...even though the monument isn't really visable. Whoops.

The next series of posts were taken by the race photographer, who we had NO IDEA was there. Until we did. Please, scroll on, and have yourself the same laugh I did the moment I realized we'd been caught. Which ps, he caught.

Hey...what's that guy with the camera doing...

Oh man I bet we look stupid haha.
The next few miles were pretty uneventful (minus a HUGE hill) and we were starting to feel it. After going up a hill and banking a curve though, there was an ANGELIC family handing out freeze pops from their yellow VW bug! It was the coldest, most refreshing, and most welcome treat ever. We slurped our little popsicles and that gave us energy for the last two miles.

Right around mile 12 I saw someone familiar on the side of the was Papa Bender! He'd done his three mile run, and saved a mile to run "with" us at the end!

As we came up to the finish I did something really uncharacteristic for me - I pulled out my phone and called Anthony. He'd really wanted to be at the race to cheer us on, but because we got Token the week before he had to stay home with our new puppy. I wanted him to still "be at the finish" with me, and calling him was the best thing I could think of. The race photographer caught me as I ran in, phone in hand!

And just after I crossed, so did Steffi! Here we are post race, showing off our medals!
Was the giant penny medal worth it? I think so!
We grabbed some gatorade and bananas but didn't take part in the rest of the post race food (Krispy Kremes and chocolate milk). By the time we were finished they were starting to take down the post race stuff, which kind of sucked, but we didn't really care since we weren't headed that way anyways.

I asked Papa Bender how far it was to the Capitol building so we could take some pictures there, and it was only a few blocks so off we went to
This store, right across from the library, used to be the law offices Lincoln worked it!

A tiny sign confirming that these were law offices once, lol.
The rest of these pictures are of the Capitol, and our post race pictures with another Lincoln statue!
I did my best to grab a shot of the Capitol as we saw it during the race!

We ended our race festivities with showers back at the Benders, then lunch out. We had planned a more lengthy weekend, but having just moved I wanted to get back home and settle in some more, so we opted to make the three hour drive home the same day. It made for a pretty perfect race weekend, and it was nice to get away from northern Illinois for a bit!

So there you have it. The Lincoln Presidential half, only 4ish+ months late :P

And I'll leave you with this...a race appropriate shirt we saw right when we crossed the finish line. I see this now, months after the race, and it's no longer about the race, but rather serves as a constant metaphor for our country...


Monday, August 7, 2017

Another kind of update...

Hi Blog!

It's some strange coincidence that just as I finish posting everything about the house and our pup-pup we made another kind of announcement on Facebook...and that means it's time to put it here too!

We're expecting!

I love how Token is looking at us in this!
Expected arrival of Baby M is December 31st...and if the little sucker knows what's good for it, he/she will show up early or be grounded forever! ;)

We are both very excited, to say the least. We ticked the 19 week mark yesterday, and so far all ultrasounds and appointments and tests have been good! We have our 20 week anatomy scan next Monday...we can't believe it's so soon!

PS, yesterday was my mom's birthday so I used it as an excuse to take some "announcement" pictures since we finally had people at the house to do so for us!

I'm keeping track of my miles while I'm pregnant and I'm still aiming to "run" the Chicago Marathon in a few months - the doctor has okay'd it, as long as I don't train in extreme heat/humidity, or run the race if it's very hot that day. Hence the tank top in these photos!
For those wondering, the tank is from For Two Fitness - it's super comfy and fits really well, though it was a bit pricey. I admit that I love it so much I haven't actually run it in yet since my old tanks still fit...even if they are getting a bit tight!).
Oh, and since I took this picture and have been sharing it everywhere because I love it and found so much love and support from my Ragnar team during 36 of the toughest hours of my pregnancy so far (I was 11 weeks during Ragnar)...little Runner 13 is already a Ragnarian!!
Extra kudos to my teammate Sam, who snuck off to buy this onesie after we finished, since I had joked about getting one!
Stay tuned...there's more coming. More recaps, some "fun" stuff I've experienced the last few months...just all sorts of stuff floating around in my head. But that's it for now :)


Sunday, July 30, 2017

The House

I've given up on trying to make all of this a "series", since I can't seem to update regularly, but I'll continue where I stopped before:

I left off Part 4 (before posting all about adopting Token in Part 5) that we had been assigned a close date for the house and anxiously waiting for March 23rd to roll around the corner.

Sooooo! On we go to packing, house closing, and moving!

Spoiler alert: I have a ton of stuff. Anthony does not. I took a 15 foot UHaul and three strong guys to move, he needed two (small) cars and the two of us. Plus his mom's truck and brother's help to move his bed. How embarrassing for me!

The day we adopted Token we went to my mom's (where we'd be keeping him), and after apologizing for what I was about to show her (and promising to pick up 5 months worth of double-dog poop from the back yard), my mom met her grand-puppy. He's so cute that I don't even think she was mad, and she made out with the deal because she had someone to willingly pick up a ginormous garbage bag's worth of dog poop from the back yard.

For real, that bag was so heavy that I almost couldn't actually lift it into the garbage can.

I have always been a "let's make a deal" type of girl when it comes to getting out of trouble ;)

The first night at his fifth (and last!) temporary home!!
Curled up on daddy, staying safe from the big strange dogs after a very long adoption day!

Making a bed out of momma's stuffed animals and some pillows.
I started packing on Sunday, hoping to make a dent in the stuff I had all over the house. My entire bedroom had to be packed, almost all the contents of our den (and its closet) needed going over, and I had oodles of stuff in the basement and crawlspace to go through as well. I had initially planned to only take Wednesday (close date) through Friday off work, but realized I desperately needed Monday and Tuesday as well. So after a quick text convo with my manager, it was confirmed that I had the week off.

It was a good thing too.

I was able to watch the puppy while I packed (he had to be separated from Stewart and Nigel when unsupervised because Stewart really had no idea what to do with something so small and wiggly, and was prone to snapping at him), which meant I had to come up with clever ways to block Token from escaping certain rooms:
Hands down one of my favorite pictures of the little nugget! 'Where ya goin', mom???'

Snoozing when he wasn't making trouble. He no longer fits in this basket :P
After three-ish long days of packing (Sunday afternoon through Wednesday morning) I was mostly done...if Steve, my cousin's husband and expert UHaul packer is reading this he's laughing, but more on that later.

I took a few minutes that morning to drive to the bank and get my down payment check from the bank and then packed up my car with the essentials. It was stuff with things I knew we would need for the first two nights in the house (a bag of clothes, some cooking stuff, blankets and pillows, electronics chargers, etc), since the rest of my stuff wouldn't be moved until Friday. Here's me with my tiny car, packed to the gills:

I had to make a quick stop at Walmart too, because I realized we did not have any cleaning supplies. With no room in the back, the stuff I bought got to sit up front:

I drove out to to pick up Anthony (and Token) and do one last walk through of the house with Barb to make sure things were satisfactory. It was only then that I realized that the title company (where we would close)...was in Crystal Lake. D'oh!

Back to CL we drove!

We were the first ones there, and hung out waiting for the attorneys and Barb to arrive, and once they did we got things started.

It was honestly pretty boring. Many of you probably already know this, but for those who don't, the "closing" part of buying a house basically consists of signing your name 7,000 times and ends with your attorney and real estate agent congratulating you on the huge amount of money you now owe your mortgage lender. And then they hand you the keys!

Prior to close, people told me horror stories about theirs, and things that came up at the last minute or people who forgot paperwork and stuff about having to wait around all day to be done, etc etc. We were really lucky (and told so a few times) that there was only one hiccup with our close: The name of the title company on the cashier's check I got at the bank was wrong! I was so sure I'd written the right name down (I'd been copying it from an email on my phone) so I couldn't believe it! Instead of "Old Republic" it said "One Republic"...and then someone made a joke that I must have gotten confused and written down the band name and...well it had to be fixed.

So Anthony and I hopped in the car with the Tokester and drove down the street to the bank, where they rectified the mistake AND proved that I had written the right thing on the slip the first time, because they were able to pull out the copy of my first request. It turns out it was the teller who messed up!

After that short (maybe 30 minute) hiccup, we were back at the title company, and I was signing the last few pages, and getting those keys I'd mentioned before!
Something about this set of keys reinforced to me that we picked the right place!
We started our move in right away. We drove back to the house and reveled in the fact that this house was now ours, even though it was still completely empty and we had no furniture or food or anything in it (besides the few things I had brought with).

The very first thing I did was tore down the ugly drapes in the living room and sent a picture to Barb (this was a running joke). We have yet to take down the hardware the drapes were on (we don't own a power drill...yet), but those drapes had to come down!

I unpacked the kitchen stuff that I'd brought, finding homes for everything in my bins, and then heated up some food to eat before going to Anthony's sister's house to grab all of his stuff to move in. That took all of an hour, and he had it unpacked in about that much time once we got back.

That started the long process of putting the house together, which didn't even really start until two days later. On Thursday I got our garbage service set up (since it would start on Friday) and of our web accounts for the utilities set up using my tiny netbook and my phone as a hotspot, and then waited around for the Comcast guy to install our cable. Here's a fun picture of me adulting with no furniture, and a pup who just wanted to cuddle:

Tiny puppy in his new home!

Playing with daddy in his new (forever!) home :)
Friday Move Day!
On Friday we went back to Crystal Lake to pack up my stuff into a UHaul and move it all to the  house. My brother was kind enough to pick up (and later return) the UHaul for us, and Steve tetrised it all into place and then both helped us get moved in.

My UHaul stash. Every time I told Steve "that's all the boxes" somehow we found more. And not like one 6 more. This probably happened three times until, in fact, there were no more boxes (except the ones my mom packed full of stuff I forgot and brought over for me):
Please note, this did include our couch and a majority of our furniture.

 Most important things first, we got the TV and the kitchen set up, and I made cookies (had to break in the kitchen ASAP!!):
This TV stand has now seen multiple homes. My uncle made it for my mom when he was in highschool, so it's been in all of her homes, and now in ours!

And then we went to Liana's house for dinner, where Token's little birthday twin spent hours trying to pet him and play with him:

And that, was move-in day!


Now...time for pictures! We're all settled in so I've had the chance to take a few during the small amount of time that our house is "presentable". Here you go!

The Living Room
Complete with Harry Potter bookshelf and race medals!

The "Dining Room"
Kudos to my Uncle Paul and Aunt Cathleen for the beautiful table!!

The Kitchen (my room, if there is one I get to claim to myself!)

The island gets it's own picture because I love it so much. It was the most expensive purchase for the interior of the house, $400 at Ikea and I wouldn't trade it for anything. If you need a kitchen island, this one is amazing! A huge workspace, and extra storage to boot (which I greatly appreciate since we don't have a pantry).
The Hallway to the Bedrooms (and a dog)
That's not poop in the hallway, it's a ram's horn that Token insisted on putting there after I'd cleaned the whole upstairs.
The Bathroom
It will do for now, but we have other aspirations for this space (see my Hopes and Dreams section below, lol).

The Office
Heavily used on work from home days, not much used the rest of the week :P
The Guest Room
Not much to write home about at the moment, but when people need to stay the night we at least have a bed for them! This room will be undergoing a revamp soon :)
Our Room
And finally...our room! This is as clean as it gets. Token gets to use a sleeping bag as a bed, but he generally ignores it and crawls into bed with us. #badhabitswecantbreak
We bought a new king sized bed to go with our new room in our new house (all of that is SO fun to be able to type out!!), and I must say it makes getting up that much harder every morning (still, even though it was like a million months ago now).

The Yard
We (mostly) lucked out and have a huge yard with a well built deck and some pretty good landscaping. I'll save the story about storm flooding for another day, as it could take up it's own post for sure. Here you go (pardon the long grass, it gets mowed today):

To the right is the wheelchair lift that was installed by the previous owner...hopefully we can sell that!
For our housewarming my mom got us a White Lilac. It's a longstanding tradition on my dad's side, and we've always had them at our houses so this was the perfect gift :)
Bonus picture of Token ;)

The Basement
The only spot left to show is...the basement. I guess it's not really a basement because the house is a raised ranch, so it's the "lower level" and isn't a sublevel, but whatever. We call it the basement.

And it needs work. A lot of it. Currently, it's a mess. Here's some proof:
What do you mean, Christina, that doesn't look so bad!
Oh. Yeah. You're right. That needs help...
And the half bath + laundry room. Also in need of a makeover (not any time soon though).
Hopes and Dreams
I have lots of things for us to get done in the next few months. Over the next few weeks the plan is to convert the basement from it's storage state to library/workout area. I have a million books and trinkets that need to be unpacked which is what's in most of those boxes, aside from some Christmas decorations and stuffed animals. Anything that needs to be stored will go under the hall stairs, or into the attic.

The icky brown paneling will be painted white, and the wall that you can't see (which has wallpaper) will turn beige like the rest of the house (the sellers left some paint for us).

The empty space on the left will be the workout zone, with my trainer and whatever weights we can acquire. The space on the right will be the library area, with bookshelves, and eventually a TV. I see this space transforming a lot over the next few years.

As for the upstairs, we'll get started on the guest room. Still planning that one out, but it will be done over the fall. I also have some miscellaneous tasks I want completed, like taking down a majority of the window treatments and maybe investing in some new (nicer) blinds for the other rooms.

The only other big project in the foreseeable future (within a year, we hope) is redoing the upstairs bathroom. You'll notice that the house was made wheelchair accessible, and part of that includes the shower. We want to take our the existing shower, put in a large tub, tile around the tub, and retile the floor, as well as invest in a new toilet (the current caulk situation is truly disgusting). We'll leave the cabinets, but I'd like a new mirror/vanity. We'll see what money will allow. As plans stand, Hannah and her family will come visit in April and I'm dying to have it done by then! Maybe we can file our taxes early...?

Anyways! I'm totally rambling now, and I have to get going! I hope the four month wait for something about our house was worth sure has been wonderful for us!