It’s only been a year since we bought our 1st house. It was a fixer-upper and we put a lot of work and cash into it. It’s not a dream home (though we do have some dreamy appliances), but it is the biggest home my wife and I have lived in. We have so much more room for the kids that they don’t even know what to do. The kids I swear are trying to scatter ALL THE TOYS everywhere! This is the first time I’ve ever had a master bathroom…that I can lock…that kids can’t come in during a shower and ask “Hi daddy, what are you doing?” I love this house, and I’m sure my wife loves it more.
If I don’t find a job in the immediate area, it will certainly mean we will have to move. We cannot afford another place like this. We’ll have to downsize considerably.
It’s worrying to even think about my wife’s reaction to having to move. The heartbreak of moving, I imagine, will be greater than the heart break of finding out she’s married to an atheist. She loves this place. She’s worked so hard on this place. It’s not her fault I changed.
I really hope a job opens up locally.