It was discouraging, to say the least. Not because we are eager to pay so much more in property taxes, mind you, but because we were really hoping there would be enough added worth that we could borrow more to extend the kitchen. I believe I've
It's just that I spend so much time in there. You can call me a SAHM, you can call me a housewife (though I'd rather you didn't), you can call me what you like, but the truth is, the most important and challenging aspect of my work at home is feeding my family. To say that it's important for us to eat healthily and eat well is an understatement. And since I have young children who are both rather finicky eaters and constantly in need of snacks and meals, well, it means I spend a lot of time and effort planning and preparing what we eat every day. It's a good thing I enjoy it. I mean, I love good food, and I love cooking good food, and I consider eating well one of the great joys of life. This means, though, that most of the time I spend at home is in my kitchen, and I was looking forward to making it bigger and nicer and also replacing our dying, held-together-with-duct-tape-and-cardboard fridge with a better one. And having a better place to store the breakfast cereal than on top of the microwave, which is on top of the sucky fridge. But it is not to be, at least for now.
It's okay. We're okay. I mean, it's better to eat well in a pain-in-the-ass kitchen than spend so much money on a nicer, bigger house that we can't afford good food. Or be working so hard to pay for it that we wouldn't have the time to prepare and enjoy meals together. I have things in perspective. I'm just kind of bummed about it.