looking, looking

I have been doing a lot of thinking about the current living situation. Tony is applying to grad school in P-town, to get his MA in English. He claims he's going to get it done in two years, but I'm thinking it'll be more like three. And I've been thinking about my job, how much better it is than many jobs I've had. I'm not sure how much job security an instructor in my position has, particularly if they start hiring more PhDs for the program, but I think I'm okay for a while.

We've never ruled out another move somewhere, but nothing now... The boys are so good at Carol's, and unless things get way worse, I don't think I could do better than my job if we were to move; and at least if I ended up having to get another job here, I'm pretty sure I could get another teaching job.

But Tony and I have decided something. I talked to Tony about it last week. I think we are going to see if it would be possible to sell our house and buy another one in P-town West. PW is the newer, nicer area around us. It's within like a half hour drive from anywhere in P-town proper, but it's like a different city. It's in the rural school district. And you know how when you go to a nice area, the regular chain stores are fancier than the ones in the crappier areas? That's how P. West is -- all nice. There is more land because it's less city. They still have places to eat and an up and coming big library and parks and doctor's offices and stuff, so it would be essentially comparable convenience-wise. And the houses are much newer.

I just mentioned it to Tony to see if he thought it was ridiculous, and he was like, Let's do it. So I left a message for a realtor today. I know the market is allegedly weird, although I am incredibly distrusting of anything the media says about it. I just told him, if we know for a fact we're not leaving till you finish your degree, why not spend those years in a newer, nicer house in a new area, one that may make us want to stay longer? New area, new people, new air, possibly new start for the move. We don't need a house as big as the one we've got now -- I only bought one this big because I was operating under the assumption that we'd have frequent overnight guests, which does not happen. So five bedrooms and two living rooms is not necessary.

Anyway, perhaps I am insane. I guess we'll see. I just think maybe a new place would breathe some life into me. It seems like we do all this stuff to our house and it's still no better looking really or more comfortable. We've sunk thousands of dollars into it and I still walk around thinking, I hate this. I wish I could change that.