I'm tearing up as I'm writing this. Yes, we are moving. To Gilbert. The bank won't renegotiate our loan, we have to leave. We aren't the only ones it's happened to and we won't be the last I guess. We lost A LOT of our income sometime around the middle of last year and that's how we got so behind. It's really weird feeling like you are unwelcome in your own home after you have lived there almost 4 years. Of course it's not our home anymore because we couldn't pay the mortgage but it's still so odd to feel like we are intruders here.
I'm pretty sure we are moving the last Saturday in February. It's so soon, I know. I'm going to miss everyone here so much, I can't even express it. Who the crap am I going to run with? Who am I going to do crafts with? Who am I going to eat potato soup with at Applebees? -You know who you are (WENDY.)
The good news is we were able to find a home that is unbelievably cheap for the area it's in and Dale's work commute will only be 10 minutes! The house itself is nothing to crow at. It's smaller than the 1600 sf house we live in now but I can't seem to keep this one clean so a smaller one is guaranteed to work in my favor, right? And it has a pool! That will make being pregnant in the summer much more enjoyable. We are also going to be living very close to Dale's brothers which we are really excited about.
No I did not get a new Kitchen Aid mixer (I wish.) These are the first of many boxes to be packed up so we can move away from the ward and friends I have come to love so dearly... Waaaaaaa!