This week marks 1 year from my cross-country move from Maryland to Texas. I can’t believe that this time has passed so quickly and yet, I feel so settled lately than I had felt even a few months ago. I thought this would be a great time to document the past year and how many changes we’ve gone through.
The weekend of the move was such a whirlwind adventure, I’m not sure I could even remember anything that happened a few days after we moved. The first day, my wonderful friend Jennifer helped me pick up a Uhaul (in the rain no less) and successfully dropped it off at my parents’ house. I was under strict instructions from her and my husband that since I have a hard time handling the bulk of Tim’s pickup truck that I did not need to be driving a 17′ Uhaul with a car trailer. Shortly after that, my mom and I went to get my husband from the airport. He and I spent nearly 10 months apart while he got settled with work and I packed up our two bedroom apartment, so I was beyond thrilled to see him and start our move. I remember poking fun of him because he was freezing in Maryland (it was approximately 60 degrees, but the weather wasn’t as chilly as it had been a few days prior). We spent the next two days packing up the 10% or so of the apartment that I hadn’t packed on my own, thoroughly cleaning the apartment and trying to say goodbye to as many people as possible. On the morning of the fourth day, we checked out of the apartment nearly an hour late, had brunch with my parents and headed out, nearly four hours later than we had intended. A few hours into our trip, we realized that the car trailer lights were out, but rather than wait for a Uhaul representative to find us in the then pouring rain, switch car trailers and having to hook up the trailer all over again, we opted to keep driving. Our goal had been to stop in Georgia for the night, but we didn’t even make it through Tennessee. The next day we got an early start and drove the remaining 18 hours to Tim’s dad’s house at some odd hour the following morning.
The following day, with Tim’s dad’s assistance, we unloaded the entire Uhaul truck in about 4 hours. It amazed me that what had taken me months to pack up and 2.5 days to load into the truck, could take so little time to unload and that all of our belongings (minus a few bins and boxes) fit into a 10′ square storage unit. I found it equally astonishing that it was 80 degrees in the middle of October…no wonder Tim was so cold!
The next few weeks just blew by. We attended our first barbecue festival, the opening of Austin Eastciders and got acquainted with our new surroundings. Shortly before the move, Tim accepted a new job so not only were there big changes with us fully moving, but also with his career and my beginning to telecommute. Tim’s dad and stepmother were so kind to let us stay with them (and for hosting Tim while he worked on finding a job that he truly loved before I moved), but as we were thrilled at the prospect of being able to start house hunting. We set up a meeting with a potential realtor and began our house hunt. In the initial part of our meeting, I explained to the realtor that while we were ready to start looking that I probably wouldn’t be ready to seriously look at a house until after the new year and that I simply wanted to see what was on the market and she was very sweet and understanding. She took us around a few neighborhoods to look at a few houses in our price range. It really felt like the story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears; one house was too small, one house needed too much work but the fifth house was juuuuuuust right. Everywhere that I’ve lived as an adult, I’ve felt that there was never enough space for me to put everything away neatly. This house had a huge pantry, a nice size kitchen, a huge master bedroom with an amazing walk in closet, truly, the list goes on and on. That was the last house that we looked and and it made the three of us so optimistic that there was something perfect out there for us in our price range.
After a week or so of talking about the houses that we had seen and talking about the last house we had seen, we realized that the final house may just be the house for us. We went back for a second look and put in an offer. After three days going back and forth, our offer was accepted and we were on our way to becoming homeowners! The funniest portion of our contract was the $1 refrigerator that we bought with the house. We went through our inspection, switched insurance companies, went through the loan application process and it truly felt like I was spending nearly an hour or two every week day on the phone with someone regarding something with the new house. My birthday and Christmas came and went and before the end of the year, we were told that we could close a week earlier than expected on the house. We were thrilled about this great news but realized just how much we had to do in just over a week.
The new year snuck up on us so quickly. We closed on our house on January 9th. The day of signing, we signed all of our paperwork first thing in the morning and were told that we would get keys at some point during the day but it would be a few hours. We ran out to get lunch and before our food arrived, got a call saying that everything had been processed and that we could pick up the keys to our first home! We picked up the keys, ran to Sherwin Williams for our first round of paint and ran to Tim’s father’s house to pick up Tim’s truck and a load of boxes to take to the house. A few days later, movers brought over the entire contents of the storage unit and by the end of the week, we’d moved all of our things out of Tim’s dad’s house and into our own home. By the end of the month, we had set up our furniture, painted several of the rooms and had made a good dent on unpacking boxes. Our house quickly became our own as soon as we started adding warmer tones of paint compared to the blinding white that had been there prior.