Things here are stressful. We've been trying to sell our house since the beginning of July. We simply cannot afford to live here anymore. MM's business is slow, and my teaching salary doesn't even come close to covering it. We both thought it would sell quickly, since it is an amazing house in a highly desirable area. Not so much. This economy is killing us from the back-end and the front end. We thought that we were doing The Right Thing: Coming to the realization we could not afford to be here, so we were going to simplify and live a more modest life. Oh the satisfied looks of Being Noble that passed between us whenever we talked about it. It felt good. It felt right. We were ready to make the sacrifice, scale way back, move into a smaller house, get rid of all our STUFF....possibly even move into a house with ONLY ONE BATHROOOM. Yes it's true. We considered it. Except......we can't sell this fucking house. We've reduced for the second (and last time), and put it up as a lease as well (which means we will have to rent since we can't afford to buy anything without the sale). It's very easy for me to wake up in the middle of the night and wonder in terror how are we going to do this? We have a new baby coming in February. Where are we going to be? How will be be able to afford rent plus the ridiculous property taxes that come along with owning this house?? Will we ever be in a place where we can just stay home on the weekends, watch football and eat pulled pork sandwiches (thank you cheesefairy for the recipe) without having to scramble around cleaning the house to make it look nice for a Sunday open house?