Well, I am still in a hotel (a foreigner in a strange land)… and after a few grueling days of searching, we are discovering that the apartments within our price range (if you include the cost of renting furniture and paying for storage in Texas) are just not up to par. It really depressed me yesterday, so we contacted a mortgage officer last night and had her run our credit for a pre-approval on a home loan. I assume she will call me back some time today and let us know how much we qualify for so we can start looking for a house to move into.
I am not sure how long getting into a house will take, but it is seriously putting a dent in our school-year (at least my lesson plan schedule). Although, it really doesn’t matter, since we can adjust easily – and I can re-claim our summer break if I have to find some extra time to make up the slack. I am calling this limbo we are in our “Thanksgiving Break”, and we are trying to be thankful in the midst of stresses. It’s not easy living in a hotel with three adults (including my mom) and two kids (stir crazy kids!) – and only two full size beds (not to mention the fact that our CAT is here with us). Hotels are not cheap, either… if you add up the estimated 50-something a night for a month, you end up with a large hole in your wallet the size of Wisconsin. Oh, and don’t forget eating out every meal. Even those of you who hate cooking could probably agree that eating EVERY meal out is not healthy, and eventually makes you wish for your own kitchen (and thinner thighs).
I left the phone numbers of my homeschooling friends in this state on my real computer… which is wrapped in blankets and stuffed under a mountain of other personal items in my mom’s van outside. So, I can’t even contact anyone here in this area to meet up. We went to a church nearby on Sunday, and not even ONE person recognized that we were visitors and introduced themselves. I felt invisible… not a good feeling. It made me want to strike this area from my search-list. I am also getting used to the idea (however painfully) that a few of my favorite establishments (restaurants, stores, etc.) are NOT up here where we’ve landed. It is a whole new world to get used to, living outside the Texas borders (*profuse weeping erupts*). I’m seeing very few Mexican food restaurants. I was having such a withdrawal last night that I ate at a really cheap, nasty chain here just to get a fix. Let’s just say it didn’t do “Tex-Mex” justice.
I am praying that the realtor which the mortgage lady refers me to will be honest and able to help us quickly. Housing seems to be a lot more expensive here. Kevin reminded me last night that God knew our needs and that He would supply them. I certainly can’t complain – even in these tight, stressful times. God has been very good to us.
I pray that by next week we can find a house, get into a contract, do a lease-back option and move in, get our movers to work out a payment plan on bringing our stuff up here, get back into the swing of school, meet some other homeschoolers, and start unboxing our life!
Until the next time I can pop in …. please forgive my lengthy silences! Thanks for checking in with us, and God bless you and yours!