Monday, March 24, 2014

My thoughts 9 1/2 months later...

Did you know we moved into our house 9 1/2 months ago.  Man, time flies when you're having fun.

This new life in Sandy has been an adventure. I can't even tell you how happy it makes me to be closer to the family and friends that I missed so dearly while we were in Boise.  We missed so many baptisms and baby blessings and bbq's that it still makes me sad to think about.  I feel like we are home again.

I didn't miss the traffic or inversion, but it is still nice to be home.

On the other hand, our home kinda sucks.  It looks so beautiful.  Nice flooring, granite countertops, newly finished basement, enormous yard.  Lovely.  But inside those pretty walls and under the giant yard lie the problems.

Let me ask you.....

Do you ever run and check to make sure your bathroom isn't flooding before you run the dishwasher?  I do.

Do you ever spend your evenings cleaning up your shower because its covered in food and crap from a previous flood?  I do.

Do you ever wake up on a Sunday morning to find that the bathroom flooded while someone showered and now no one else can shower and get ready?  I do.

When you leave your home on a Saturday afternoon do you wonder if the basement will be filled with water when you return? I do.

Do you know what its like to watch a backhoe rip up your cement walkway and grass, dig down 9 ft and discover that the pipe they thought was there wasn't even in the near vicinity? I do.


I am SICK of this.  I don't want to do it anymore.  I want to be able to shower without worrying that the basement will flood.  I need to do the dishes and laundry everyday.  I want all three of my bathrooms to work! I want this to be over.


Yesterday morning Scott was on the roof with our newly purchased rooter machine rooting our house because of another flood.  We actually had a good laugh over it all and chanted "burn it down!" with Malcolm for a bit (trying to make light of a really unfunny situation, and yes, we imagined burning the house down).

I kinda feel like this is my fault.

I wanted to move back to Utah, and I fought to get this house.

I wanted to be in Sandy, close to everything.

We should have bought a brand new house out in Eagle Mountain.  Because even though its farther away than we want to be, I'm pretty sure the basement wouldn't flood every other day.

Here are some fun (or not so fun depending on how you look at it) pictures of our yard being destroyed by a backhoe....twice!

The digging begins where they believe a broken pipe lies 8 feet beneath the walkway.

Goodbye walkway!

Work stops when they reach 9 feet down and discover there isn't a pipe there.

They killed the walkway (and most likely the grass) for no reason.

Day 2 digging begins in a completely different spot after 2 different companies located the pipe.

Home, Crap, Home! Love the accessories of dirt piles and backhoe.

Malcolm thinks our former walkway is a playground.





Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Deepest fears revealed through dreams

Scott and I recently realized that we both have recurring nightmares.  Nightmares that reveal the things we are most afraid of.  Do you want to know what they are?

Scott~
           1. That he is in college and missing too many classes and is about to fail.
            2. That I have been cheating on him and I'm about to leave him for another man.

Rochelle~
           1.  The kids keep missing the bus.
           2.  There is a zombie apocalypse and we are stealing minivans and trying to survive.

The differences in our fears are so vastly different it just makes me laugh. 

 It also makes me laugh because the one that is the most likely to occur is the zombie apocalypse.