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Call It My Mid-Midlife Crisis

Sexy Nerd and I have been toying with the idea of moving to Omaha, NE. It isn't actually going to happen, but it's still fun to research a new city and place to live. I found a House Hunters clip online featuring a trendy part of Omaha (even less likely to happen, the condo featured was almost a million dollars!) Still, I shared the link with Sexy Nerd via his Facebook page, daydreaming about our hip, imaginary life "in the big city".

Hey, when you live on the outskirts of Albuquerque, Omaha looks pretty impressive. They have so much water and greenery!

Anyhoo, here is the response to my urban-living fantasy, posted by Sexy Nerd's mom:

"No, no I was thinking farm...barnyard full of chickens, ducks, goats...and a garden to spend hours tilling and weeding... freezers full of the fruits of your labors...at least 3 kids running around climbing trees... just saying."

Her comment made me smile, but I couldn't think of a reply. Granted, I did enjoy watching that online video of a rambunctious goat frolicking on top of a pig. The little guy reminds me of Pica. And I'm sure there are fruit trees in Omaha, as well as ponds we could walk to to feed the ducks (or just watch them, as I'm not keen on sharing my stash of bread). But 3 kids? Realtor.com and my budget tell me that we're living in a modern, 750 sq ft condo in our imaginary new life in Omaha, within walking distance to a selection of happy hours.

I'm not sure we're on the same page.


Also, despite Sexy Nerd's insistence, it's not unrealistic to live in a condo. Pica and Biscuit do not need a yard because I'll walk them every morning and every evening, even during the sweltering summer and the icy winter.

Or stick them on the balcony and litter box train them. Jack Russells are smart like that.

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