someone, please, stop me!

I have no idea when we are leaving Yuma, I have no idea what kind of compensation Doc will get, I have no idea of anything really - well except one thing - the house I want us to buy.  I can't stay away from the home listing, it's a sickness.  I've always been like this, every Saturday growing up when the newspaper would arrive I would turn straight to the real estate pages and day dream about all the beautiful houses.  Then came HGTV and internet listings...it is my crack.

But now, it's so close.  No more moving, no more army, no more reasons not to do it.  We are planning on buying a home soon after we move home and we are hoping to get something that we can stay in until the kids are gone.  I've fallen in love with a few, so has Doc.  His are all 100 year old farm houses or others that will need a lot of up keep, mine are more reasonable colonial style homes like those in which we grew up. 

I know it's not smart to look now, any house that is still on the market by the time we get home is probably not a home we want.  I just need to stop. 

This limbo we are in is a lot harder than I thought it would be.

But can't you just see me, sitting on this porch drinking my afternoon vodka morning coffee?