I feel like it was yesterday that Jon and I decided to hunker down in Ocala and start making a life for ourselves. We began looking for a home to buy in the neighborhood that we were living in at the time. We joked to each other that we would get settled down, after losing all hope of getting back home, and it would be at that moment that we would get the call summoning us home. He got a job with the county, I got a job at a local clinic and we began talking numbers with our Realtor to buy the rental we were currently in. I got ready to head back to Nursing school and the kids started school as well.
Whattaya know, late September rolls around and we get the call. A job had opened up in the Arlington area for Jon and they were going to pay for us to move back. This was the call we had been waiting on for almost a year.
We got to Virginia the beginning of December and settled into a small apartment for 2 months. Three days after the moving truck left we got a call that there was a house on base for us and would be ready the beginning of January. So, we did what we had to do, we unpacked necessities and of course Christmas decor and we enjoyed our month in the apartment. We packed up and moved successfully for the third time in a little over a month.
Life on base was amazing. The neighbors were incredible, the sense of security was something that I valued greatly. Nate loved school and baseball season was just around the corner. Needless to say all three kids wanted to play. It was a great Spring, beautiful to say the least. We finally made it to the White House Easter Egg Roll and visited museums that we had long missed over the years.
We managed to get ourselves into trouble at a PetExpo we went to sometime in between there. We met a Realtor who soothed our fears and offered to work with us on finding a home. With just having moved three times already this year, we assured her we would not be ready until 2014 to purchase a home. The weekend after Mothers Day we went out with her to look at neighborhoods and what they had to offer. We returned home still hanging on to 2014. Two weeks later we went out again, this time running into a home builder, which, lets face it they were completely out of our league with over 6000 sq feet of living space....yes living space. Jon had to pick my jaw up off the floor and dab the drool on my chin. We left and our Realtor suggested we look at a few other builders in the area so we canceled our last three appointments for the afternoon and went about it. We came home with four or five brochures....I'm sorry, folders with endless amounts of papers in them. It was extremely overwhelming. We kept telling our Realtor we weren't ready, apparently she saw differently. While Jon was gone for a week me and the Realtor did vast amounts of research on all of the builders. We narrowed it down to two builders. She made some phone calls and one thing led to another and we found out that our top choice builder had the exact model we were looking at available for short sale. Jon flew in on Friday, we looked at the house Saturday, signed the papers on Sunday.
Cue fourth and final move in 6 months!
The last 8 months have been the fastest most emotional roller coaster ride I have ever been on. Insane! The kids are zoned for an incredible school. The neighborhood is awesome. Jon has a stable job, I have a stable full time job, mouths are fed and theres a roof over our head.
Does it get any better?