This month marks one year since the hubs and I decided to live on the wild side and throw our life into shambles. Not the smartest time in our lives. The hubs quit his job for a job that required traveling around California, we sold our house and put all our belongings in storage (except for my clothes because there is no way I can part with those for any length of time), and we bought a big trailer to live in while we traveled for his work. We called it our “transion” (trailer-mansion) and we called ourselves high-class trailer trash. One thing we forgot…we are total homebodies. Two weeks into our adventure we were crying, “What have we done?! We want to go home!” I don’t know how rock stars do it because it is tough out on the road.
Needless to say, our life on the road didn’t last long but our life as high-class trailer trash lasted six months. We were still unsure of where we would land and didn’t want to get locked into a rental lease, so we stayed living in the trailer while we figured things out. Me, the hubs, a chocolate lab, and an English bulldog all in the “transion” that seemed to be becoming smaller and smaller each day.
Da Dada Da!!! And then came my amazing Aunt and Uncle. They live near the hubs’ work and offered to let us live in their guest house. You mean I get to live in a house the doesn’t have wheels? Sleep in a real bed? And the dogs will have 75+ acres to roam? Bye Bye trailer! Hello my favorite aunt and uncle! (to my dad’s two other sisters, you’re my favorites also). Living in their guest house was a dream come true. The hubs and uncle did whatever guys do together…golf, ride horses, that sort of thing. And my aunt and I lounged by the pool, shopped, and took the dogs for long walks. They even made us home cooked meals at least once a week, which is a real perk for someone who doesn’t absolutely love to cook. Because of they’re generosity, we were able to save save save for a bigger down payment on a house. After a few months of blissful living, the hubs and I were ready to look for a place of our own to settle down in. My aunt and uncle introduced us to a realtor, went with us to look at homes, and (along with my parents) gave us financial advice. Thanks, Aunt Julie and Uncle Pete, for giving us the guidance and the encouragement we needed to take the plunge into home ownership again. By the first of April, we bought and moved into our gorgeous new home. We are so happy here and so grateful for my aunt and uncle. I’m not going to lie though, I spent the first night in our new home crying because I missed my aunt and uncle and wanted to go back and live with them forever. Why wouldn’t they want to live with us and our two dogs forever too? We were awesome roommates. You can bet we have gone over to their place for a few visits since we moved.
It’s hard to believe it was only a year ago that we went temporarily insane, made such a major change, and have already landed back on our feet. Now we are busy decorating our house (if only we were millionaires and could buy everything we need to make it complete all at once) and living the homebody lifestyle we’ve learned (the hard way, I might add) we love. That is until the next time we go temporarily insane…
Thank you Aunt Julie and Uncle Pete for taking us in when you did, and thank you to both our parents for your support too!
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