Praise the Lord- we have a home!!
We actually received a call on Monday night saying that we were not the chosen applicants for the apartment. When Patrick answered the phone, we were in the car, and Patrick pulled over as I cried and he beat the steering wheel a couple of times. We were super sad. But then, the apartment manager called us 40 minutes later to say the person it was offered to didn’t want it!! Buuuut there was still another person in the running. So we waited another 24 hours, and I was not feeling hopeful. We called more apartments and set up appointments to look at them, rather grumpily (on my part… Patrick is generally more optimistic about stuff like this). And then! At 6 o’clock we got a call that we were the CHOSEN ONES!!
I have to say, this apartment isn’t a palace or anything. The kitchen is small with very little counter space, there is no dishwasher. There is no outdoor space of our own, and we still have coin-operated laundry. I mean, it’s still an apartment. Even after they offered it to us, part of me still reaallllly wanted to see “that other one advertised- it might be better!” But in my heart of hearts, I know this is where we are supposed to be. Patrick feels that way too. So many people were praying about it, and we just felt blessed walking into it for the first time. And after almost not getting it…. well. It’s ours. It’s in a great location, and it has what we need for a price that’s way lower than it should be. Our POD will be delivered tomorrow, and we move in on Friday. Thank you, Lord! We’re so happy to be home.
There are a lot of awesome parks nearby, but Peter’s favorite part is always the wood chips.