home... please?

Well, we "have" a place to live. :)  They had openings and we submitted all our stuff yesterday. So... there is no reason why it can't be ours :)

our backup place is nice and small... 1200 sq feet. But it's 2 floors...so it seems bigger? Anyways, it's just about 2 extra miles for Svend to drive compared to the place we were trying to get in it.  We would've signed originally but they didn't have openings for nearly 2 weeks after our contract was up so we would have to move stuff to storage and bunk in with someone for a while...

Yesterday as we scoured the internet for a place to live in our price range and only found dumps with violence and horrible schools... I decided to call the back up plan.  I asked them when their earliest opening was... originally it was July 11th...they said "immediately." Well, that threw me off guard so I said I'd call back. I dragged Svend upstairs to pray about it and well...THIS IS THE PLACE FOR US!

Our new furniture is going to be a tight squeeze I think...and we are frantically trying to sell most of our bedroom furniture (save our mattress and the kid's beds).  We have a little patio and a tiny storage shed. There are two little linen closets. Atleast the bedrooms have closets. 1.5 baths...and 3 rooms.  We will have to take all the leaves out of our table...and squeeze around it. No pantry.

However...it's CLEAN! It sits on the back of the park district. The kids and I can go on bike trails and NEVER come across a road! It has a pool and playground, fitness center, etc.  WAHOO!!! Oh...I guess I need to sell my $30 treadmill too...bluh.  Maybe.

Anyways, it just proves that when you're not supposed to be somewhere, you will be led with promptings. When those don't work, full on road blocks will come your way.  And in the end, it will all work out in a way that you KNOW you are where you are supposed to be.