We all know when tax day is- it's April 15th. Every year people feel one of two ways about tax day- dread or dream. One group of people hate that looming deadline where they will be giving away more of their hard earned money to the government. Another group will have handled their paperwork early because they get some of that money back, or all of it, or more than they paid. April 15th- a day that divides our country with emotion. This year, each year from now on, April 15th will be a happy day for me and my family.
We're having a baby-
A tax day baby.
We finally scheduled the c-section and the available slot for our week was tax day. We did not hesitate to take it! Haha! I am so excited to have a date and I am so excited to know just when I will get to meet my new little man! Tax day baby- here we come!
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
What to do, What to do...
The list I mentioned a couple posts ago has been made, though it continues to grow almost daily. And we are really working hard to get it all done. However, I am having some issues deciding just how to accomplish one thing on my list. Clean/Reorganize the garage. We really want the garage to be clean and straightened up enough that we can actually park a car in there. I hate putting a baby in a boiling hot car and since we have no shade... well, the garage it is. Of course part of getting this done will be actually cleaning the garage again, but the biggest issue is that it is out only storage area and we have tons of stuff in there that we have been meaning to sell in a garage sale for about 4 years. Each year the sale gets put off due to people suddenly coming in from out of town, illness, last minute party invitations, etc. and the pile gets larger and larger. We really need to get the stuff out of there.
So the question keeps coming up- how to get rid of it without giving it away. We have a few options there and they are all kind of scaring me. So here they are and why they worry me... any input on which you think we should go for is appreciated.
1. Yard Sale- This takes away a whole weekend of time before Will gets here and still only knocks one thing off the list where we usually knock 7 or 8 things off in a weekend. Additionally, due to the weather, we can't do this until right before my due date which worries me.
2. Consignment Sale- One of the largest sales in our area is taking items in starting this week. I would have to jump NOW to get things all ready for the sale. I like how big the sale is because it means that it is THE sale that people go to, but the cost of selling there seems pretty steep. You get 70% of your price minus a $14 fee for selling things there. It scares me that if we don't sell alot of stuff there then we won't get any money at all. The money, should we get any, comes in a check a month after the sale is over. Oh- and the sale is 45 minutes away from here. Basically, if I can bust my behind and get this done like right now I can knock that off the list now, but I will be getting a lot less money and going way out of my way to do it.
3. Craigslist- My worry with craigslist is the time it consumes with meeting people to sell things. It is no longer safe to give people your address so we have to arrange a meeting place and then it seems that we are always just sitting there for an hour waiting on people to show up. Do that a few times and you have hit just as much time as it takes to have a yard sale! Crazy! Things do tend to sell for a little more money on craigslist though...
*special note to other craigslist sellers* Just because you paid $200 for a crib 5 years ago doesn't mean it is worth $190 now. Seriously people, this is resale. Your prices should be better than a sale price for something new at a real store!
So everybody- give me some input here because I am having some issues weighing the options and I am sure my poor hubby is tired of me changing my mind!
So the question keeps coming up- how to get rid of it without giving it away. We have a few options there and they are all kind of scaring me. So here they are and why they worry me... any input on which you think we should go for is appreciated.
1. Yard Sale- This takes away a whole weekend of time before Will gets here and still only knocks one thing off the list where we usually knock 7 or 8 things off in a weekend. Additionally, due to the weather, we can't do this until right before my due date which worries me.
2. Consignment Sale- One of the largest sales in our area is taking items in starting this week. I would have to jump NOW to get things all ready for the sale. I like how big the sale is because it means that it is THE sale that people go to, but the cost of selling there seems pretty steep. You get 70% of your price minus a $14 fee for selling things there. It scares me that if we don't sell alot of stuff there then we won't get any money at all. The money, should we get any, comes in a check a month after the sale is over. Oh- and the sale is 45 minutes away from here. Basically, if I can bust my behind and get this done like right now I can knock that off the list now, but I will be getting a lot less money and going way out of my way to do it.
3. Craigslist- My worry with craigslist is the time it consumes with meeting people to sell things. It is no longer safe to give people your address so we have to arrange a meeting place and then it seems that we are always just sitting there for an hour waiting on people to show up. Do that a few times and you have hit just as much time as it takes to have a yard sale! Crazy! Things do tend to sell for a little more money on craigslist though...
*special note to other craigslist sellers* Just because you paid $200 for a crib 5 years ago doesn't mean it is worth $190 now. Seriously people, this is resale. Your prices should be better than a sale price for something new at a real store!
So everybody- give me some input here because I am having some issues weighing the options and I am sure my poor hubby is tired of me changing my mind!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Where there's a Will...
I have kind of avoided writing this post for a while because I have been afraid that I wouldn't be able to put our feelings into words. Finally though, despite still feeling that I can't possibly express things well enough, I am going to write it.
We have chosen a name for our new little man. And the decision came, much like Jacob's name came, without arguing. It was a bit of a shock after all of the issues we had been having. The name just settled in and took root and there it was.
William Howard a.k.a. Will
It fits all of the criteria set forth, in amazing ways. William means protector. Howard means chief guardian. Wonderful attributes for a boy to grow in to a man possessing. Then there are the men he is named after. There are three men we are naming him after; Hubby's grandfather, my grandfather and my father. William in is honor of both Hubby's grandfather and my father. Howard is in honor of my grandfather.
Hubby's grandfather, whom he called Daddy Bill, passed before I ever got to know him but what I know of him makes me feel good about naming my baby after him. By all accounts he was a wonderful grandfather and father. When my husband talks about his childhood 90% of the time it is relating things he did with Daddy Bill. Daddy Bill taught him about being passionate about things, always gave him time and attention and treated him as an equal. Daddy Bill played with childhood games with him and yet, taught him to play golf. And I am guessing that means he had plenty of patience! I have to admit that I wish, on a regular basis, that I could have had the honor of knowing Daddy Bill, even if for just a short while.
My father was my hero growing up. I know all little girls idolize their daddy's, but how many still have their daddy's sitting on a pedestal at 25? I did. When I was very little he bought me a little pair of red barrettes with "I love football" on them and then proceeded to teach me all about the game and just when to yell at the refs. Haha. When I was slightly older he let go of my bicycle way before I thought I was ready because he believed I could do it. And when I got my first car my dad took me to the garage, handed me the Chilton's and told me to get the master cylinder rebuilt. My dad taught me that there wasn't anything I had to be scared to try. Of course, he also taught me just how far back I could bend my head if it helped avoid a power peel, how to avoid a shot rubber band and how to handle being pig piled by adults, but I digress.
My grandfather has always been my rock. When other people in this world have let me down or deserted me I always knew he was there. He has always known when to hug and when to talk. He never forces his opinions but can always make you understand his way of seeing things. He is a work horse and a genius rolled in to one. Before he retired he worked more hours every week than I knew there were in a week and still found time to farm. But he pulled it off to take care of his family. He has always been the safest place I know. I could go on, but being pregnant and all, I am getting super weepy thinking about these wonderful men.
So there you have it- William Howard and why.
We have chosen a name for our new little man. And the decision came, much like Jacob's name came, without arguing. It was a bit of a shock after all of the issues we had been having. The name just settled in and took root and there it was.
William Howard a.k.a. Will
It fits all of the criteria set forth, in amazing ways. William means protector. Howard means chief guardian. Wonderful attributes for a boy to grow in to a man possessing. Then there are the men he is named after. There are three men we are naming him after; Hubby's grandfather, my grandfather and my father. William in is honor of both Hubby's grandfather and my father. Howard is in honor of my grandfather.
Hubby's grandfather, whom he called Daddy Bill, passed before I ever got to know him but what I know of him makes me feel good about naming my baby after him. By all accounts he was a wonderful grandfather and father. When my husband talks about his childhood 90% of the time it is relating things he did with Daddy Bill. Daddy Bill taught him about being passionate about things, always gave him time and attention and treated him as an equal. Daddy Bill played with childhood games with him and yet, taught him to play golf. And I am guessing that means he had plenty of patience! I have to admit that I wish, on a regular basis, that I could have had the honor of knowing Daddy Bill, even if for just a short while.
My father was my hero growing up. I know all little girls idolize their daddy's, but how many still have their daddy's sitting on a pedestal at 25? I did. When I was very little he bought me a little pair of red barrettes with "I love football" on them and then proceeded to teach me all about the game and just when to yell at the refs. Haha. When I was slightly older he let go of my bicycle way before I thought I was ready because he believed I could do it. And when I got my first car my dad took me to the garage, handed me the Chilton's and told me to get the master cylinder rebuilt. My dad taught me that there wasn't anything I had to be scared to try. Of course, he also taught me just how far back I could bend my head if it helped avoid a power peel, how to avoid a shot rubber band and how to handle being pig piled by adults, but I digress.
My grandfather has always been my rock. When other people in this world have let me down or deserted me I always knew he was there. He has always known when to hug and when to talk. He never forces his opinions but can always make you understand his way of seeing things. He is a work horse and a genius rolled in to one. Before he retired he worked more hours every week than I knew there were in a week and still found time to farm. But he pulled it off to take care of his family. He has always been the safest place I know. I could go on, but being pregnant and all, I am getting super weepy thinking about these wonderful men.
So there you have it- William Howard and why.
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