Moving Out

I think we're going to move.

It feels like it might happen any day, but I suppose it could take us a year. We talked it over last month, contacted our realtor, and started looking at houses.

Oh, and I've been packing.

We think the time is right for this. It feels right, and just like the time we got engaged, bought our first house, and had our first child, we're trying not to fight the feeling.

We found a nice little west hills neighborhood close to downtown, close to the club, and close to our friends. We like the schools. We want to live on a quiet road, not on a big hill, with a little yard or place to play.

The kids love looking at new houses, and Jude is helping me pack the china. There have been many discussions in our house about the Pain In The Ass factor (PITA) that has kept us from making this happen in the past. And frankly, we'll miss the trails, the zoo, the Washington Park concerts on our doorstep. But suddenly it seems possible. I think we'll go for it!

We've loved this house! Now we'll find a new one that fits us better.