So, while the bank that owns the house is still working on getting it up to FHA standards, our lease ended. Packing was worse than I could have ever imagined, but actually moving into storage was a lot less painful than anticipated, thanks in no small part to help from friends & family.
So, we’re homeless. Right now we’re staying with Evan’s father. Hopefully we’ll only have to pay one month on our storage unit!
It was a great apartment. We lived there for three years, and as soon as we moved in, we knew that our next stop would be a house. Goodbye, Main Street!