Not a Momma

Tomorrow is the big day, moving day. I would be remiss if I didn’t say I’m apprehensive. We went today to see the apartment for the 1st time, and we were incredibly disappointed with it. It is absolutely tiny. Our last apartment was 600sq. ft., and this one is supposed to be 625sq. ft., but where they are hiding all of that space I have no idea. We were both shocked to see how small the place is.

Because the apartment is so small, we won’t be able to fit all of our things. Now we have to find a place to store the things that won’t fit. We have two options, the first is to maintain a storage unit, which is a monthly bill we hoped to eliminate. The second option, and the one we are praying for, is that Matt’s brother will let us keep the stuff in his new house. He has a massive storage room in his basement, and if we could have a corner of it, I would be so happy. Matt is supposed to ask him tonight about it.

So that’s the news. It’s not what we had hoped, but we will only be staying a year. We will be fine.

I will be offline for the next few days, while we wait for the installation of the cable and internet. I might die. HALP!