Moving On

Mark and I have been feeling like we need a change.

We are really getting to big for our misshapen basement.

We've been making it work but something just isn't sitting right.

Fate stepped in when we got notice from the people renting our house that they would be moving out at the end of the month.

So after a LOT of pondering we have decided to move back to our house in Salt Lake.

I have so many mixed emotions about this.

I have finally grown to love our ward.

Or rather love my calling in the ward.

I love my girls.

They are the biggest reason I don't want to go.

My calling and the leaders I work with have been one of the greatest blessings in my life right now.

They give me so much strength and support.

But in the end we have to do what is right for our family.

I'm worried about Scott and the people we will be living around and going to school with.

He is so influential.

I will now be on the hunt for a school for him to go to.

It's kinda strange moving back.

No it's really strange that we will be moving back.

I loved my house and I really like the ward we were in.

And I had such a hard time leaving.

But since I got used to the village I've trained myself to think negatively about it.

I'm so used to thinking of everything that is wrong with it and now I have to start thinking of the good stuff.

I'm excited to have the well divided space.

technically it's similar square footage as this basement but it's laid out so much better there.

The boys will have their own rooms and so will Mark and I.

I'm excited to have more then one bathroom and a bath tub again.

I'm excited to have a place for my sewing stuff to go and a place for the storage that isn't in the front room.

I've been telling Mark that I want to bring the green couches with us since we will have a nice place for a living room.

He thinks we should put the tread mill in there and I'm not ok with that idea.

So I told him if we can't have the green couches (which he hates) then we have to buy new couches for in there.

I think I've just about got him convinced.

See the more I think about it the more it grows on me.

It will be a good change.

There's a lot to do but it's fine cause I enjoy packing and even more then that I love unpacking.

I'm weird I know.