Ooh, Mama! This is finally really happening. After years of disappointment with get-rich-quick schemes, I know I’m gonna get rich with this scheme… and quick! -Homer, The Simpsons
Last night right before Match and I were about to get into some serious making out, Brazil called. I knew she probably wanted to talk about when we were going to start house sitting and moving into their place, so I picked up the phone. Then she said these words, “We decided now is not a good time for the four of us to live together.”
I was stunned; I thought I heard her wrong at first. I looked at Match and his face fell, because he knew with one look at my face that something was wrong. There went our planning and saving for our future. There went the down payment for our first house. I kept thinking to myself there must be a reason, some explanation for why this was happening. Brazil mentioned that the construction on the house was going to be stressful, not to mention the arrival of the baby. I guess those were good reasons, but they still didn’t make much sense to me, since those were factors before they even asked us to share their home. I was overwhelmed with disappointment, and understandably both our sex drives were completely zapped after that.
We went to bed both sad and confused, each of us tossing and turning with stress. I didn’t sleep well and I woke up anxious. At work I threw myself into finding us a place to live for January. I searched through homes and apartments, and when Match got online he helped me with the search. I went to Coast Sister and Mama Drama for consolation, and they did their best to cheer me up. I just wanted so badly for this to work out, and it seemed like a sign. I never asked Brazil to move in with her, she offered the place to us. It seemed like everything was falling into place for us.
Now instead of saving money, we’re going to have to come up with all kinds of moving costs: we might have to get moving trucks, pay for carpet cleaning at the old place, deposit for the new, and then the possibility of paying rent at both places for a week overlap. It’s just so much to think about. Match was really supportive and encouraging about it all, and besides it’s the last thing on his mind. He’s completely stressed out because of his fire academy. They’ve got some really hard tests coming up, and that’s all he can think about. I’ve been trying to help him study, but this week I’ve been preoccupied with a pity party for myself. I just can’t believe things turned out this way. I know that it will all work out in the end, but I’m impatient. I guess this is life’s lesson in learning how to be patient for good things. The important thing is that I have Match, and we’ll get through this. It’s just the waiting that is so hard.