We have lived in this apartment for over a year which is a long time for us. We have moved too many times (which has made this loan process even more complicated). We love our friends. We love our ward. We love our callings. We love our landlords. We love our commutes. So why are we moving?
I am thrilled to have more space. We have never had more than a 1 bedroom apartment, so it will definitely take some getting used to. I can't even begin to describe my feelings about having a 2 car garage.
Something we are both really looking forward to is not being asked immediately, "so how long do you plan on being in the ward?" We have been asked this question far too much. We bought a house, so we will be there indefinitely! Wohoooo. Maybe I can finally get rid of the spare moving boxes we keep on hand.
Maybe it hit me so hard today because someone else is moving into our current place and we had to work out the date/details. We don't want to be replaced. Or maybe I should have waited even longer to start packing? I have been far too excited to move and have been holding myself back. I hate living in messes. This morning I woke up to an empty bookshelf and no pictures on the walls.
If you ever want to be talked out of buying a house, I strongly recommend trying to get a loan. This process has been a nightmare. Every time I check my phone these days I have a new message involving the loan and some unknown document I'm missing.
Let me give you my two cents: NEVER GET RID OF ANYTHING! I wish I had kept more. Who knew my organization and neatness would come back to haunt me? I have been tracking down all types of information from former employers. Trying to come up with the 6 addresses we have lived at over the past 3 years was also a fun chore. It will all be worth it though, right?
Don't even get me started on leaving some of our closest friends. We keep telling them that we are worth the drive and still want to see them frequently, but we know it won't be the same. Who in the ward will we be able to gossip about now?
We feel good about the house and have driven by it far too many times to admit. Last time the current owner was outside and recognized me, so that will slow our drive-bys down for a bit. I'll be the first to admit that our first house isn't perfect, but it is far better than we ever could have imagined. Check it out for yourself:
Time to get back to reality now and my reality includes: packing, ordering a refrigerator, calling a plumber, and deep cleaning to get our deposit back.
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