Last Friday morning, Becca and I got up at 2:30 am, went to the airport and flew to Charlotte. This first thing Becca said was "look at all the trees". The next she said was "look at all the water". Indeed there were lots and lots of trees and so much more water than here. The absolute best part was being reunited with my beloved. Just to be near him and be a part of his life, was such a treat.
We found a gorgeous home, that we hoped to put an offer on, at least that was until we visited the local school. The school felt like a ghetto and not a single teacher had a smile on their face. I just can't imagine Becca going there. Because we don't want the school, we have to look for a different house. Because we have to look for a different house, the search goes on.
I am sick of looking for houses. I am sick of worrying about our house. We had one showing over the last week. The feedback was the same as it has been "shows great, hate Voyager Pkwy. in the back". It feels like nothing about this move is easy. I am reminded that we are doing what we feel God is calling us to do. He didn't get us this far, to let us down. Someone will buy this house, and somewhere, there is a house for us.
On the upside. Charlotte was very pretty and so very friendly. They truly have the southern charm going on. Tom's office is beautiful with a gorgeous office garden. The girls explored "uptown" and went to a white water rafting center. Becca wiped out on the mountain biking trail, but she will be fine.
As the Spring break comes to a close, I look forward to the end of the school year. Hoping the house sells and we can move on with our lives.
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