A girl can dream.

My birthday is coming up in a week.  I am actually REALLY happy about getting older.  My 30s have been fabulous and I know the older I get the better it gets, the more I learn about life and the prettier I feel.  My husband asked what I wanted for my birthday.  Well, I really have everything that is the most important- my kids, the love of my life, my sexy body (wink wink). But honestly, there really is something that maybe I will get only by wishing upon a star:  A place to live for more than 2 1/2 yrs!

Me and Derek have been hitched for 10 years this coming December.  In that 10 years we have moved 8 times.  The longest we have parked our little rears is 2 1/2 years, and that was in our first home in Vancouver.  We were then uprooted in a weeks time to Pullman Washington.  Just thinking back to that sudden and crazy move makes my heart beat faster, brings on anxiety and depression, tears start to fill my eyes and sweat collects on my hairline.  The worst move I ever want to experience in my life.  You couldn't pay me a million dollars to do that one again!  Maybe I will touch on the details later.  And to add some icing on top of my depressive Pullman experience, our rental home sold just 8 months after we had moved in and we were nearly homeless the week I gave birth to Drew.  I was AGAIN, having a panic attack trying to find a nest for my family.  Yes, I was touring rat infested rental homes next to the college campus just days after I gave birth.  I swear I left some after birth in some of those homes I toured, at least I hope I did.  Take that Pullman!!

And here I sit, again, just months away from the unknown.  Where will we move next?  We never know.  That is the nature of the construction biz.  We sit we wait.  If it goes down like last time Derek will come home from work some day and say "they needed me yesterday in BLANK city.  Gotta move asap!"  It is an emotional roller coaster for sure.  The anxiety is already setting in.  My heart is racing and my mother instinct is kicking in : Must find a nest for my little birdies! A nest that I can teach them to fly on their own and watch them grow for years to come.  A permanent nest.  I don't want to find new nests again!

So, when my sweet husband who I support and follow everywhere asked what I wanted for my birthday I decided to pull out all the stops.

This home.  This is what I want.  I saw this on zillow and it melted my heart.  Why not?  Why not ask for this.  I want a home just like this to stay and live in for AT LEAST 5-6 years.  I want a town I can call my own.  A place where my kids don't have to say goodbye to their friends every 2 years.  I want HOME.  Because nothing has felt like home to me in the last 10 years.  I have been floating and it was ok, but now it's not. This home will do :)

I have simple dreams.  A girl can dream. Right?  For some reason I have a feeling my birthday wish won't come true... maybe I should just ask for chocolate.