See, no problem sleeping through the chaos that ensues.
I'll get everyone updated.
Let's go back to September. Mark was offered a job in San Antonio. After juggling what our heads told us to do and what our hearts told us to do we decided we were going to move. This would take place 10 days after Crew was born. I went to deliver with tons weighing on my mind, we have to sell the house, where are we going to live, we have to pack up the house with a newborn and a toddler, o m gee.
We had painted the nicks in the wall where Copelan had rammed his toys and filled nail holes where family photos and decor once hung. We had begun packing boxes and had a trailer here to load. Shoot, I was painting baseboards and doing yard work 2 days postpartum in preps to get our house on the market. We were ready to go.
A few days after we were home from the hospital Mark received a surprising offer from his current company we could not pass up, and once again our emotions (mostly mine) were an utter mess. I had just okay-ed myself with moving, now we are staying, holy headache. Time to unpack.
Well, our house sure looked nice, ha. Guess now we get to stay here to enjoy it.
Or dooo weee?
Word got around to a neighbor/realtor/friend of ours that we were moving to San Antonio and turns out she found a buyer for our house without us even putting it on the market. So once again, we had a decision to make. A few things factored into our decision.
1. The hardest part of selling a house was done, we won't even have to go through the stress of showing our house and praying it sells.
2. The interest rates are still low for the time being.
3. We really needed a bigger house.
So obviously, the decision was made that we are moving, but not far, it's borderline ridiculous actually.
We are moving down the street, the exact same street, 0.18 miles away to be exact.
We are building a new house. Yay!
In reality we needed a house with a better floor plan. So buh-bye 3/2 and hello 4/3 with a game room :) I'll post another update before we are gone so I can be sappy and reminiscing over the time we have spent at our first home, but this is all for now, gotta go before the tears start.
YOLO.


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