We are down to one week, folks. One week - that's how much longer I'll be living in Michigan. After that, we will officially be southerners, basking under the sunny skies of South Carolina. Can I just tell you how much I will love sunny skies? So, so, sooooo much!
I went down last weekend to see my sweetie and find us all a place to live. The whole housing thing is a lot more of an issue now than it used to be, given that there are a lot more people (and critters) in the family these days. When it was just Jon and I, well - we lived for a year and a half in an attic apartment that was so tiny our double bed didn't fit in the bedroom, and so low-ceilinged that Jon had to crouch in the shower. Truth. And we were okay with that, because hey, it was cheap and we were young and everything was an adventure. Unfortunately, if we tried something like that now I'm pretty sure there'd be blood on the floor before the first week was over.
So, knowing that we would need a certain amount of space, and a landlord who would look kindly on our four dogs, we began looking online before Jon even went south to start work. It was discouraging looking though, because just about anything we found that we thought was reasonable pricewise was NOT reasonable in terms of living conditions, and vice-versa. In fact, we were starting to panic a little bit, but then the magician came.
The recruiter who worked with Jon to get this job gave us the name of a realtor in town and suggested we talk to him. I don't know what Jon expected - for that matter, I'm not entirely sure what I expected - but what we got was Cal Sims. Folks, if you move to South Carolina, find this man and make him work for you. I swear Cal could pull just about anything you need out of his back pocket and act like it was no big deal. He found us three great options (and had more in reserve) and spent hours of his time on a Saturday driving us around and introducing us to the area. Plus he is absolutely hilarious - I laughed so hard I was afraid I was going to have an accident. (Yes, that. Sorry.) By Saturday evening we'd made our choice, and Monday afternoon we signed the rental agreement.
Cal managed to find us a house with plenty of space for us and our stuff, plus an enormous fenced back yard for the dogs. It's a lovely brick ranch with wood floors and fireplaces and a koi pond in the back, and it's less than five miles to work for Jon. How cool is that? There's even a storage building in the back where we can stash Jon's tools, motorcycles, etc. The only thing that would make it better is having Alice from the Brady Bunch to be our cook-housekeeper, but I suppose that's getting greedy. :-)
Now all that's left is finishing up the myriad little details involved with moving. I hate the myriad little details involved with moving, but oh well. I'm looking forward to being with my hubby again in a week, so it's all worth it. Plus I'll be warm!
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