So we got all moved in. We're finally getting adjusted to living 20 miles away from town. Once we're in town, we're in for the day. We bring the dogs in, a change of clothes, and sometimes laundry (because we haven't got our washer hooked up yet.) But things are up in the air again. Two days after we got totally moved in and the new renters moved in to the house we were in, we get a call. "Something is going on, we may be coming home." I can't say much about the situation (it is the internet after all) but we may be moving again. We've been looking at places too rent, and even to buy. There are not many rentals around that cost any less than a house payment, and they wont even let us have dogs. So basically we've decided that if we are going to be paying X amount in rent, why not be putting that into a house payment? Nothing is for sure yet, but it makes us feel more prepared to be looking. Likely we'll move into his parent's basement for a little while, especially if we have to be out by the weekend.
Anyways, this whole moving thing has really been a hassle. It took us a week to move into the house (mainly because we didn't have time to pack everything up before we started the process) and let me tell you, that week was pretty pitiful in the "investing in our marriage" realm. Both of us were tired, cranky, and just annoyed. We've finally got into the swing of things, enjoying the commute together (leaving one of our vehicles in town), remembering to get the dogs before heading back home, and even not being home in time to make dinner. Who knows what will happen this time around.
More than half of our stuff is still packed though. So that's cool...
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