Last time I asked myself this question, it was with a “Holy ¥#%*” tone. I couldn’t believe I was living in a trailer with my family. I felt very lacking. I wanted my big house back. I wanted my every day comforts back. I even found myself missing the routine of work.
We had the pleasure of getting to stay with one of my life long friends and her family on a Sunday to Monday last week. Their life is similar in many ways to the one we left. They both have great jobs. They have two sweet girls. They have the busy morning schedule of getting everyone up and ready and to where they each need to be on Monday morning. What was a seamless schedule to them was a “blast from the past” eye opener for me. I had already forgotten what that’s like! Just getting a glimpse of what our old life was like made me so thankful for our new one.
When we got to Palo Deuro I had this very thought as we were hiking “Is this really my life? I’m so glad Mark rented out our house for two years. I could see us potentially doing this for longer.” Say what? Did I actually think that?
Mark renting our house out for two years has been a small point of contention between us. You see, I was out with a friend one Thursday night. When I left, I had scheduled 4 families to come look at our house to rent for a year. They were all set to come by on Saturday. When I came home later that night Mark informed me that he had rented the house out….for TWO years! Everything was agreed to while I had been out at a movie. I was pretty upset. I cried. I called my friend the next day and bawled about it for an hour. I mean a year is a LONG time to be gone. But two? Come on man! I don’t want to be out of my home for TWO years!
We still have the option of wrapping up after a year. We’ll simply move into one of our rentals. I still feel like this is what I’ll want to do at the end of the year. But for the first time in two months, I could actually see possibly living this life for longer.
Thanks for keeping that door open Mark!