Not surprisingly to most of you (or at least not to my retired neighbor, Joanne, who let me know she saw Abram's town car pulling in at all hours of the night and said to herself, "I appreciate that he is working his little tooshie off, but Kristin's over there with an infant and a toddler, all alone." Who knew they were watching? I'm glad to know I had her silent moral support though :), we decided we want Abram to be home a little more often. And when he's not home, it's gonna be real nice to have my parents and Shawn and Lisa just a few minutes away.
So while I can't even tell you how sad we are to be leaving the wonderful friends we've made here, and being only an hour away from Abram's family, I am really excited to move home. Literally. Shawn and Lisa are looking for a house and we are going to move into Mom and Dad's while they are in Australia. Along with the excitement come little panic attacks - What if we don't sell our house? What if we don't find a job? But we always seem to end up feeling good about it, so Pizza Bob's, here we come.
And please no one mention the weather. I know, okay?