An end in sight

So if you know me or Brandon in real life, you probably have heard once or twice about how much we kinda hate this house and want to move.
Except moving is never simple, especially with a fixer-upper that seems willfully resistant to being improved, not to mention the perils of selling and buying a home in general. Throw in the mix two cats, a dog, and of course a baby, and moving seems to be a lusty dream that still falls into the ‘some day’ category. That is, of course unless you find a good sized hunk of money that your husband’s former employer is offering in the form of a cashed out pension. (Seriously, I didn’t even know that some jobs still came with pensions.) Now this hunk of money doesn’t make us wildly rich or anything, but it does let us pay down some debt (mostly car payments) so that if the stars align, we can reasonably afford a second mortgage.
Now there truly are plenty of stars that would need to align for this to become a reality. Obviously we need to talk to some home buying and selling professionals to see if our good-on-paper plan really is good. Then we’d have to actually find a house that we would want to consider buying. And the standard red tape and headaches that usually follow, plus the joy of actually packing and moving with the aforementioned critters … Ug, do I really want to do this?
(The answer is a resounding YES! We really kinda hate this house!)
And THEN comes a marathon of repairs and renovations to get THIS STUPID HOUSE on the market and sold before anything else breaks. So yeah, we might be moving. Maybe. We’ll see.


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