So...

I've caved and finally told hubby I wouldn't mind looking at houses. *facepalm*

I know our house is horrible; the roof leaks, the front porch needs replaced, just to start. But still, I've lived here for 17 years. As ugly as this house is, I have a strong sense of nostalgia for it. But damn, wouldn't it be nice to live somewhere better? Even if that means a house payment again?

*wibbles*