New Place

Sorry to be so absent from the blogging scene. The last week of January our landlord came by to pick up a rent check. We wrote out a check to cover three months of rent. He asked us when we were planning on moving.... Uh, planning on moving? We were planning on staying there till Tim graduated April 2013. Then he told us that he and his wife want to sell the house and would have to do it by October for tax reasons. He then basically asked if he would have it listed and for us to show it while we were living there.

Here's the skinny: We moved into that house when we could have been living in a house we were doing a short sale on For FREE but it wasn't worth it, trying to show the house with three small children and a dog.

So- we weren't very keen on the idea of showing the house or having to move. However, Tim mentioned that the next few weeks of school would be pretty low profile and that if ever there was a time he could take time for a move it would be in the next few weeks. So, we started looking for a place. About two days into the hunt I found a listing for a house just 4 houses down from my older sister and her family, and 9 houses away from my parents (we are not in the same city as my parents since we both live super close to the city boarders.) Anyway, less than two weeks from hearing that our landlord wanted to sell, had we signed a new contract and given our 15 days move out notice.


During this time, we were obviously dealing with packing, and then we had the fiasco with the swallowed quarter, and Tim also injured himself with what we thought might have been hernia. He and I went to have an ultrasound done on his abdomen on Valentine's Day. A few days later we found out that it was not a hernia, but a large hematoma. Nice to know there would be no surgery needed, but still frustrating with needing to move and having my normally able bodied husband, injured wearing a brace to apply pressure to his stomach, not able to do lifting.

The ultra sound appointment was our time out alone on Valentine's Day.

A week ago was moving day. Between family, friends, and elders from both old and new elder's quorums we had about 20 people, three truck, and three trailers to help with the move. We are so thankful for everyone who came to help. What a huge relief to have people step up and offer to help. There is no way we could have done it alone. We even had back up offers from dear friends to take kids and help with things. To say that we were and are still thankful is an understatement. It was amazing.

I labeled each box UP or DOWN, and then labeled them with the room where they belonged (O-office, F-family room, R1, R2, and R3 for the bedrooms up stairs, K- kitchen, S-storage room, and L- for living room). I put up signs next to the rooms so that when a box came off of a trailer, the person carrying would know right to stay up or go down, and which room to set the box in.

We are still working on getting settled. We are so thankful to be blessed with the new place to live. It suites our need even better than our last home. We have three bedrooms upstairs and five total. In the last house, we had all three children in one of the two sleep-able bedrooms. It seems to be about the same square footage, but I feel that the space is utilized much better in this new place.