A lot of you knew that we were thinking of putting our house on the market. We move slow....so I think nobody thought it would happen......but......it did!!! We listed it one day in May and off I flew to Pittsburgh to see my mom the same day! Then I got a call the next day from my husband. There was an offer. Oh wow....really??? The next day...it was SOLD. I had mixed emotions. I wasn't attached to the house, but it was the house where Jesse had been sick. Why that thought kept coming to my mind...I don't know.
I still had 2 weeks in Pgh and then it was time to come home and move.
I struggled between leaving things out I would need and where to put all the crap I have laying around that I don't know what to do with anyways. My sister was a tremendous help....but my husband was not. He was out of town most of the time "working". Just kidding...but seriously, I did pack up 90% of the house.
I hated paying for boxes so I started scoping out dumpsters. I learned that "trash will not be picked up if dumpster is overflowing". Jackpot. It was actually written on a box that was intended to be seen by the area strip mall employees. They probably didn't see it cause I took the box. The only difficult part was when they would exit through the back door and see me going through the trash. I'm pretty sure I looked pitiful.
I broke down and bought about 40 boxes from Lowes. They are about $1.30 a box and it turns out I prob spent $50 in gas gathering 15 boxes and lost some self worth in the dumpster all at the same time.
About a week and a half before the scheduled move I realized we had forgotten something....Oh ya...another place to live.
The obvious choice was to move east... but how far east. My family and friends are in Dallas but my husbands job is in a territory that covers Texarkana, Beaumont, Shreveport, and other Louisiana areas. Moving gives him less driving time and more nights at home.
We went and looked at a few place starting about an hour from Dallas and working up to about 2. I cried that day....quite a bit. I'm sure it was really annoying to my husband to look over and see his wife staring at the window with tears streaming down.
We actually looked at a few homes that I liked. They were in an older, historic, well maintained neighborhood. They had a lot of character and also great updates. Then.....we went to the house my husband wanted to see.
The one that was 40 acres.
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