We left Alabama at 1pm. 3 hours and 40 minutes later we arrived at our temporary housing apartment. It's a 3 bedroom and 2 bath apartment. Overall it's nice. Basic, no extras but to be temporary housing it's not all that bad. There is one small problem. This is the master bedroom.
I told Kent he could be Ricky and I would be Lucy... (Please tell me someone got that joke) We are calling tomorrow to ask for ONE bigger bed. We told them what we wanted and they said that's what they would have for us.. but apparently someone wasn't listening very well.
To be honest, I'm already home sick. I started getting that sickening feeling when I was unpacking and realizing that this is NOT a vacation. Which I knew, but it felt more like we were packing to go on vacation than moving at the time. I teared up and wanted to grab all the kids and just go home. But then I thought.. "this is home or at least this area is home". We have to make do here and make this our home. It's going to take a lot of getting used to and A LOT of visits to and FROM family. But we'll make it.. we always do.
Tomorrow I told the kids we were going on an adventure (if it's not raining.. which it has been since we got here and some fierce lightening as well). We are going to start figuring out where everything is around here. The parks, good swimming places, etc. Might even swing by the new house to at least show the kids the neighborhood. We'll see.
I'm off. Night all.
PS: I love and miss my family. DEARLY!