What was I thinking??

Okay, okay, so I know I promised no more complaints but WHY does our water have to smell so nasty? I'm starting to get paranoid about our water (thanks DEADLY MOLD guys - you know who you are). Anyway, so what if our water has nasty, terrible, deadly bacteria and I'm harming our child (and ourselves). I'm not even going to do a search on the internet because I'm scared of what I'll find and I'll stay up thinking about it all night. For the time being, I'm going to consider it a possibility and hope for the best. And call someone in the morning to find out about testing it. *shutter*

Okay, back to the house. All day I've been smelling something funk-tastic and can't put my finger on it. Which means it could very well be myself (yes I showered). So tonight, combined with our foul water, residue on my dishes and ants crawling on the window sill I caught a whiff of "the smell" and it put me in my funky, crazy, "what the hell was I thinking" mood. It makes me want to run, run, run far away from this house as fast as I can. Yes, I know I should be and I am appreciative and grateful of having a home BUT I will never attempt this again. If I only had listened to hubby when he tried to talk me out of it. "No, it will be cute" I said. "We just need to tear up the carpet, paint the walls and the kitchen cabinets. Clean it up a bit. It will be great!"

Here's a glimpse back to that very significant day (that I will never forget) and you will also wonder "What the hell was she thinking?"