Our plans changed! Things happened in a whirl wind of events, but I know that every single event that happened was God leading us right to where we are now. Will got a job in Midvale, and we planned on moving somewhere close-I was leaning towards Draper, and Will was wishing South Jordan! We packed all of our stuff that was originally packed for Texas into another Uhaul (Thanks Ken!!) and headed for the Salt Lake Valley. I was so sad to leave my Mom & Ken, & Dad & Hallie, & Will's Fam, it was so nice having all the grandparents so close. But Will & I were ready for the next chapter, whatever it entailed. We arrived in Logan to stay with some friends while we scoped out the cute house I found in West Jordan & finalized everything on Will's job in Midvale. We drove down to SLC & I called to schedule an appt. with the property manager of the house I liked, and guess what. They JUST rented it. Wow. I was devastated. I thought, its ok, there are a million places down here, I'll go look at some of my other options. All the while, Will kept getting calls from a guy that Trent knew, and really wanted Will to come work for him instead. He was very aggressive, and wanted Will bad! So we met up with him, and he was a great guy. A tad unorganized-but that's why he needed Will so badly! So now we had two job options, which was great-but confused things a little. We drove to an adorable house up on South Mtn in Draper, and I was in love, it was in the cutest neighborhood, and it was so pretty! We walked IN the house, and yet again, devastation. Evidentally a family with 5 boys had previously lived there. And it was EVIDENT. I have never seen a more trashed home, its so sad to me what people can do to such a beautiful home. We proceeded to view home after home after home......and nothing fit the bill. I had a pit in my stomach the entire week. I wanted so bad to give Salt Lake a try, obviously I had to because that's where Will's job offers were. I thought it would be so fun to live by my friends down there too. But every night that we would drive back to Logan, I would bawl. And bawl. And...bawl. It just didn't feel right to me. I just knew that Logan is where I want my kids to grow up. Its where I feel at peace. It is just home. And I haven't felt that way about a place since I was little. So we prayed and prayed about things, and felt that we needed to be here in Logan. Great. More confusion! Everyone knows that Logan is no place to make money. Its a college town, and the pay is nil. So we suffered trying to figure how on Earth we were going to pull this off. Here we were, homeless AGAIN, jobs in the air, AGAIN, and not knowing where in the world our little life was headed. I was literally headed back to the depths of depression again, when I woke up Friday morning with a thought-maybe Will could talk to this guy that wants him to work for him so bad, and see if he could commute a few times a week! I thought there was no chance, no way. But I kept thinking about it all day, and finally told Will-we just need to talk to him~ So we did. There is no doubt in my mind that this man was put in our life for a reason. He was completely willing to work with Will from Logan. How amazing is that? Logan living, Salt Lake pay. Wow~ To say I was relieved is the biggest understatement of the century.
Now, to find a home in Logan. We looked at a few places, and boy did I ever forget the garbage rentals around here. Mostly everything is super old (which I love and hate), but is mostly lived in by college students. Fun life, yucky house. Haha! We looked everywhere. At everything. I thought for sure we were headed back to apartment living. I had seen this cute house all week on ksl, but thought there is no way we can afford that if Will is going to get a 'Logan' job. But now that he was getting a 'Salt Lake' job, maybe there was a chance! So I called the guy and we drove across town, pulled up to the cutest little blue house (i know right, blue!?) But from the second I walked in the front door I knew it was ours. I could see my kids playing in the living room while I cooked in that kitchen. It was honestly the biggest answer to all my prayers. Will and I haven't had our own home in over 6 months. I know that is nothing compared to what most people have to go through, but to finally have a place to call ours, was the most amazing blessing. I could not be more grateful to my Father in Heaven for this sequence of happenings, it was so tough, (I know it may not sound so bad, but living it was intense). Will now works from home, pretty long hours, but it is so nice to have him here. So, this is our cute new home, and I could not be an ounce happier.
