We're Building . . . We're Not Building . . . We're Building . . .

You ask, "Hey Courtney, how are the house plans coming along?"

I laugh . . . and laugh . . . and just when you think I'm done, I laugh some more.

The house that we have plans for is larger and more costly than we originally intended. The fear (Patrick's not mine) is that we'll overbuild for the neighborhood. I'm not concerned because I plan on building and staying put, but Patrick wants to build something less costly for the time being and build the other house in another location sometime in the future. The thing is, I hate moving, and I don't want to pack up, move, live somewhere a few years, and then move again. And I don't want to build another house similar to the one we have. I don't see the point in moving if that's what we're going to do. So we're having a bit of a dilemma around the Davis household.

Hence the laughing . . . because if I don't laugh I'll cry or kick something. It just depends.

I'll update you later when I don't feel like kicking something.

And yes, I'm pouting.

And yes, it's immature and ridiculous, and I'll get over it in a relatively quick amount of time.

Also, have I mentioned flexibility isn't my strong point?