Containment

We have a plan. An overwhelming, large and uncertain plan.

And I honestly don't know what is worst - the overwhelmingly large number of things we have to accomplish or the utter uncertainty of it all.

I want to live in a house that is smaller and more manageable. I'm tired of dealing with 5 things wrong or broken at the same time. And we have too much stuff. Nice stuff, silly stuff, fun stuff. Most of it packed away and not really used all that much.

I want to be a part of a neighborhood where the people are more like us. Seeing kids ride bikes down the street or connecting with neighbors in their front yards while they mow the lawn or plant flowers.

It's a simpler life that I want - one with less square footage and maintenance responsibility. One that includes a sense of peace over the community we live in. Where we are comfortable being our selves and living around people who can swing over for burgers on the weekend without it being a big Shebang.

There's a lot of worry over the real estate market right now. Uncertainty on how we will sell the house with so many others on our street listed at the same time. All of the fixing and improvements that must be done before we list. How to balance all of that with two full time jobs and a 4 year old.

Details.

Tedious and relenting. They're keeping me up at night yet remaining immune from any sense of logic.

But it's in my heart to make this change. For better or worse. For richer or poorer. Despite the overwhelming To-Do list and the Unknown.