How's that old Beatles song go?

Something about Karma's going to get you?

Man, those Beatles were pretty smart. See, the first Christmas Jen and I were together, we had lots of friends and family with young babies and toddlers. We didn't (yet). So, we thought it would be simply fabulous to buy as many noisy, clanking, electronic, chirping, musical, LOUD toys that we could. The kids adored us, showering us with praise and adulation. Parents loathed us, tossing...no.... throwing dirty looks at us, all the while saying 'Thank you so much' through clinched teeth. Funny, we thought those were smiles, not the death grimace from hell.

Why do I tell you this? Well.....it seems as if Baby T has decided that he loves noise. My wife called me yesterday to tell me what Baby T was doing. We had a bad connection though, I could barely hear her. It seems as if an airport had been built next door to our home since I left work and it was full of high school marching bands who picked that exact time to practice their rah rah songs.

Of course, it just sounded that way. The real culprit was my adorable, beautiful son. He has several toys that play music when jostled. His mission yesterday was to make them all make music...at the same time. According to Jen, he did just that for over an hour. Of course, he did other things, but that was his main job.

But that wasn't enough. Nope, not for Baby T. He has one toy that has a (darn it, can't find a picture of it online!) middle piece and has all these wires circling around with lights and music that plays. As if it isn't obnoxious enough, it is pretty hefty and when let's say a 22 lb six month old baby ohhhh, I don't know, kicks it into the wall over and over and over and over, it makes a lot of noise.

The sound resembled the Philharmonic symphony playing as loud as they could while running as fast as they could into each other after having the annual Philharmonic symphony kegger.

It was brutal. And loud.

I knew I shouldn't have bought my nephew that drum set when he was two....


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  Strange things are afoot at the Circle K tonight...

Well, strange things are going on at the House Hunting Stepdad home, too. What you ask? Read on.

My wife had a job with the State and to be honest, it sucked. She was an Abuse Hotline Counselor, which means whenever anyone called in suspected or confirmed child abuse, she took the calls. So, imagine spending nine hours a day listening to the worst possible things you can imagine and that was her job. I am still amazed she would trust anyone to be around her daughter.

We had been kicking around the idea of her quitting and either joining me in Real Estate or her getting certified to teach. We were planning to do it in a few months.

Well, a few months came a little early. She called me two and a half weeks ago and told me she was done with the job. We talked about it that night, took a deep breath, and she typed her resignation letter. We talked about it a little more, then she turned the letter in the next day.

So the last few weeks have been.....actually, they have been great. She is a lot less stressed out and it's nice to see her happier. Sure, we are a tad worried about the future, but who isn't?

Plus, if I can have a week where I made four deals without her help, what can we do together? God knows, if not for her, I'd not be where I am today. Already, her quitting is paying dividends. Friday we went out and prospected, Saturday, too.

I'm very glad she did it. I think it was a great decision and some really good things will come of it.

Anyone need to buy a house? Anyone? :)
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