Let's do a quick flashback for all my wonderful new readers... *waving hi!*
Three years ago we were living happily in our dream home outside Detroit, MI. We'd been there less than a year when Scott started seeing the clues that his job was not (surprise, surprise) particularly stable.
God blessed him by helping him immediately find his dream job as a Chief Technology Officer. Only thing was... the job was/is in Washington State.
We put our house on the market, packed up and moved west. Minus some time we had renters in the house, it was on the market for two and a half years. Yup. You read that right.
A sale was just finalized a few weeks ago. There was dancing in our house that day!!
No more long distance money pit. (No one was even living there and I had to pay $650 in heating bills in February.) Our checking account can now recover!
And then I did the taxes.
Usually we get a deliciously substantial refund, but this year, it was a completely un-delicious surprise to find that we owed. A lot.
And a lot.
And a lot.
I have just written the check, though, and will put it in the mail this afternoon so this chapter, too, will close.
Now life can start over.
We can put (keep) some of our hard earned money in the bank and towards 401Ks and toward college funds. We can pay off our one credit card and our car loans.
And best of all, we can breathe again without the boa-like constriction of our lungs.
I love fresh starts!