My husband
and I are moving again. That’s right, it’ll be 3 moves in less than a year.
Woo.
He was
offered a job at a law firm about an hour north of Milwaukee, so we will be
relocating after he finishes school. Come the end of May we will be on to our
next adventure.
When I was younger
I used to dream about finding an apartment or house, someplace that I could
call my own. Well, now that I am doing exactly that, I realize just how
horrible the process truly is.
There is
nothing fun about pouring over websites and home listings. Especially if you
want any kind of say in the place. While there may be over a hundred places
listed in any given area, as soon as you plug in your criteria (for us: dog
friendly, washer/dryer in-unit, 2+ bed, 2 bath) the search narrows down to 5 if
you are lucky. For me it’s a stressful and frustrating experience.
Thankfully,
I am not in this on my own.
Josh is way
more patient and has a much more positive outlook on our ability to find a
place we will love. So I have decided that I need to take this obstacle and use
it to practice allowing him to lead.
I need to
give up my desperate need to figure things out the instant they come up, and
trust that my husband is going to handle it. And I know that he will. So I am
going to instead, focus on helping him in the search process as much as I can,
and try my absolute best to not stress. I will follow his lead, and in the end
God will guide us to be exactly where we are meant to.
Plus…. This
will give me plenty of time to contemplate furniture, decorations, and the rest
of the fun stuff.
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