Finding a place to live when you have basically no idea what you're doing is proving very time consuming and difficult. I sent some homes for rent and asked our friend to check into them. She said three were near gang activity. The problem is Michael wants to live somewhere very cheap. While I like inexpensive, it needs to be safe and somewhat liveable.
It hit me last night that we are moving in one month from yesterday. Sometimes it just doesn't seem real. Sometimes it makes me kinda sad. Sometimes I get really freaking excited. It's safe to say I'm in a glass case of emotion. Or maybe I just have Anchorman on in the background while I was packing last night.
This will be the first time Michael has even stepped foot in the city, so I'm eager to see what he thinks of a place we essentially just pointed to on a map and said, yeah, that one. What if he hates it? What if I hate it? I've only been there twice, both times for work and both times for a quick 3 day conference. I did manage to sneak out one day and walk around the Parthenon replica.
Regardless, cross your fingers we find a place to live! And that someone wants to rent our house. And that the dogs love it. And that we find one million dollars on the street. A girl can dream, right?
I might not have it all figured out, but I think I'm lost in the right direction.
Print (and hand drawn notebook!) are from the talented Amber Thomas Makes
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