So we're out house hunting over the weekend.  We're all tired and hungry and heading to Sonic (healthy I know)  Kyle is complaining about anything and everything.  I say, "Kyle, do you have a mizable life?"   He says,  "All the time."  

We've got a nice prospect in a house.  It's in the "cosmetic fixer" catagory.  It is in a nice school district and neighborhood.  There is a very real possibility that the owner would be willing to do a long escrow or a rent back situation until our lease here ends and we can move in.  Keep your fingers crossed.

I have been less than happy with Erik's attitude regarding the house hunting.  His snotty elitist attitude is showing again and I don't like it one bit.  I am in favor of giving him a bit of say so as he's older etc.. but he is not one bit interested in meeting us half way.  This house that we looked at has an enormous backyard.  It backs to open space and is within walking distance to the sports field.  It has a secure permanent above ground swimming pool.  It's two story.  It meets all of the criteria that we discussed as a family and decided upon.  Erik doesn't like it because it's not in move in condition, and he thinks the room that would be his is too small.  It's not any smaller than the one he has now.  I cannot for the life of me figure this kid out.  Odin and I try to give him whatever he needs/wants but he gives us nothing in return.  His grades continue to be in the toilet.  His attitude sucks, etc...  I told him that the price for buying a bigger/newer/better house than those we are currently looking at would be to sell the house in Murrieta.  He was furious.  UGH!

Odin left today, he will be away for 8 days.  I'm going to try and get some things accomplished while he's gone. 

Better get going. Time to get Kyle up for school.

Happy Monday,

PAW