Uphill - Part 1

In an effort to keep my reader(s) satisfied with the verbal drippings of my chapped lips I will be posting in sections because so much has gone on since my last appearance that I don't want to make a marathon entry...

I just looked back at my last entry... Dec 7th. Like I said, a lot has gone on in the last month so I'll start where I figure I left off:

The move uphill started on November 30th when we got an offer on our house in Ft. Worth with a closing date scheduled for December 21st. THREE WEEKS!!! After Rene and I cleaned up the mess from puking at the gall of the buyers for asking only three weeks to have the house empty, we quickly put a plan together. I was to get in contact with the exhibit house I had a 'job offer' with and discuss the time line for the move and starting date. Rene was to do the same...to let the clinic owner know the official day she will arrive. We also figured that if we work till the end of the year it will give us each an extra paycheck vs. leaving our jobs mid-pay cycle.

So, where to stay post home evacuation? We had an offer from our good, long-time family friends in Colleyville, the Smullin's, that, if we needed to, we could stay with them to ease the transition...so we hit them up on the offer.

Let it be known that selling a house, moving 900 miles and starting new jobs is cause for a ridiculus amount of stress. During the inspection process the buyer took 4 days to get back to us with final fixes to be completed. Four days of a mere 21 wasted on indecisiveness. More puking.

That put us with about a week to pack our belongings (we had already started a bit, but how committed could we be to the process not knowing if anything was set in stone?) and find a place to live...