So, while I was vacationing in Colorado with the kids, the hubster did something a little unexpected. He bought a house. A house I had never before seen and didn't see until four days before we moved into it. After we got home from vacation we had 8 days to pack up everything and move. That week is truly a blur of exhaustion.
We had been talking about moving further out from the city for awhile, but at the same time I knew it would have to be his decision since he is the commuter. We wanted some land for the kids to raise animals and ride their motorcycle and just enjoy being kids. Fortunately, he did a great job and we love our new home even more than we miss our old one.
We had been talking about moving further out from the city for awhile, but at the same time I knew it would have to be his decision since he is the commuter. We wanted some land for the kids to raise animals and ride their motorcycle and just enjoy being kids. Fortunately, he did a great job and we love our new home even more than we miss our old one.
It is a beautiful colonial farmhouse that is full of Virginia charm. Sometimes I even think I see the ghost of Stonewall Jackson in the woods behind our house. The kids are adjusting really well to their new schools and Scott only complains ocassionally about his drive.