I found it ironic that, in the current real estate market, it still took us less time to sell out or house than to close on our new one. You’d think that banks would be falling over themselves to sell their all-but-foreclosed houses — at the asking price, no less — but this was not the case.
Like after the last move, we’re clanging around the area, trying to familiarize ourselves with the new neighborhood. Thing One is starting in a new school. And I had to figure out my commuting arrangements. But unlike six months ago, we actually have room to unpack. No more living out of boxes! Hallelujah!
After living in a state of about-to-move/moving for almost a year, it’s harder than you’d expect to just settle in.
“Relax,” I tell myself. “You’re home.”
