Change

Things have been craziness here. We found tenants for our house within 2 days of posting it for rent (!!). I honestly thought it would take a month at least to find good ones or any ones at all. They want to be in by the 20th so this past weekend we moved out and into temporary housing. The week before I was trying to find a temporary place to live (which is harder than one would think) and busy packing like a mad woman trying to get everything ready. 4 bedroom house packed, moved, and stored in 5 days…yeah. I am absolutely exhausted. Yesterday I spent the day cleaning the rental, doing minor repairs, etc. The tenants should have the keys in hand by this weekend.

The really great news is the bank accepted our offer on the house we wanted. We should (fingers and toes crossed) close mid-December and be in our new place by Christmas. I am very excited but that is still a bit secondary to the whirlwind I felt I have been in the past week. This house we lived in last was the longest time I have spent in one residence my whole life. Military brat, divorced parents, disfunctional family. You do the math

I am ready and excited for change and I know this is a great step towards our future. I am tired and also certain I will never move again. It sucked. So bad. Must stop typing now my hands are shot