Move

 3 years ago, we did something I never thought we would do, we moved to Georgia. It started innocently. The hubs got an interest check on a new position just over the mountain but in our neighboring state of GA. He talked to people, people talked to him. He went to visit, more talking and emailing and eventually an offer was made. The idea of creating a new team from the ground up really got him buzzing with the what ifs and maybes and after much back and forth he accepted the position. But I wasn't ready to move. Yes 2 of the 4 were out and on their own. #3 was at college, but #4 still in high school and I was not about disrupting his life two years before he was due to graduate.

So the decision was made that the hubs would accept the job, live on campus until I was ready to make the move down in 2 years. We had a marriage where every other weekend I would drive the 2 hours and stay with him until Sunday night and then return in order to get to work on Monday morning. Of course, things happened and sometimes it wasn't consistent, the visits, but it worked out.

Finally time came where we began to look at houses and the market was brutal. We would look at something in our price range and often before I even made it back over the mountain to NC, there was another contract on it or it was already sold. We knew that we were nto going to sell the NC house, as the 2 youngest were planning on living there. #3 when he graduated from college wanted to return home and #4 did not plan on college but immediately going into the work force.

Someone at the hubs new job was thinking of selling his house and it checked all our boxes (porch, land, not in a development, etc.)