It came so fast, even though we had prepared for it for months. Our home had sold two months earlier, and we were sure that an additional two months of renting it back from the buyer would be plenty of time to find the perfect place.
But it wasn't.
We looked at house after house, and nothing felt right. Well, that's not entirely true. Nate was pretty sold on a few of those houses, but I just couldn't get on board with it. The wrong neighborhood, the wrong street, the wrong...I don't know 'feel.' It was pretty awful feeling like I was the one slowing down the process and making things far more difficult than they needed to be. Our stress was high, our ability to agree seemed terribly low sometimes, and the whole thing started to feel like a mistake.
I was prepared that things might not go smoothly. Not finding a house was part of the risk we took when we sold our house. And even though neither of us are big risk takers it felt right. But what I didn't expect was how much we would disagree. This whole house decision felt like a big mistake, and I had so much regret. Oh, it was an emotional time!
But being truly committed to each other has it's benefits and rewards. Both Nate and I were determined to weather this stressful house hunting storm and get through it.
Back to July 15. I didn't take a single picture on that day. What a wonderful whirlwind. An army of men from our ward showed up to help with the move. As one person was moving out furniture another two were taking the doors off of the fridge so we could get it out of the kitchen. On a hot, sweaty summer day these awesome guys showed us so much love.
They delivered all of our non essentials (pretty much everything) to a storage unit, and a few basics to Grandma and Grandpa's house. Dave and Shauna had generously offered for us to stay with them until we found a home. We felt thankful, and I think all of us wondered how long we'd be there. ;-)
I tried hard to make our stay there an asset: cooking meals, keeping dishes out of the sink and in the dishwasher, cleaning whenever Leah wasn't getting into stuff. It was amazing how fast we settled into this new normal, and it just felt good to be there.
All of the kids loved that the freezer was well stocked with popsicles and fudgesicles.