that we are moving.

We have wanted to move for a while now.  We have felt that with the birth of our current youngest, we are bursting at the seams.    Our floorplan works awkwardly for us, at best.

We have looked and looked, for years, in fact.  But finding the right floorplan on the right lot in the right neighborhood at the right price has been impossible.

(The word "right" in the above sentence does not mean ritzy or new or fancy or anything like that. It just means "fits our needs".)

And... as frustrating as some things are about our house, it is our home.  Our first two children were brought home from the hospital to this house; two more were born here.  Three of them learned to walk in this house.  Except for nine months of TDY, all of our children have spent all of their lives here.

But, our split-level floorplan was causing increased problems for the grandparents; it became increasingly difficult for them to visit us because of all the stair climbing to move from one room to the next.

After years of searching wore me out, we decided that there were possibly things we could do to make the most of where we are, so we set to work in August to make that happen.  We have been making gradual and sure progress and feeling pretty content with that.

On April 25, all of that changed. 

My husband was driving home from work and noticed a "for sale" sign in a yard.  That was a Friday. Saturday we looked at the house. Sunday we looked at it again.  Monday we made an offer. Tuesday the offer was accepted.

Now we are just doing all of the little things one does between putting a contract on a house and closing on it.  Lots of paperwork, inspections, etc.

We are so excited!

The floorplan is one we have dreamed of. The house is easily-navigable for senior citizens: the grandparents today, and us in the future. 

The house and yard are very easily classified as "fixer-uppers", which is why it fits our budget.  That gives us room to plan and dream.

God is so good to us.