Apparently, God really wants us in North Dakota.
The house was officially listed last Thursday. We had an offer on Saturday afternoon and they accepted our counter that evening. It was the very first couple that looked at our home on Friday afternoon. We are officially under contract and as long as everything goes smoothly, we are scheduled to close on May 17th.
I'm not really sure how I feel about the timing on all of this. It feels crazy fast. Though I'm excited about having a timeline on when I'll finally be reunited with my husband and we can be a family again, I'm just as sad about leaving.
Actually, I'm more than sad.
I may have been sobbing my eyes out last night in the grocery store parking lot. It was one third exhaustion, one third hormones, and one third I'm-so-not ready-to-say-goodbye-yet-feelings. And is it weird that I feel angry? Because I do. I feel angry that I have to move away from so much that I love to a place I've never been and where I know no one. I'm angry that I have to start over and I'm angry that I have to leave a group of wonderful, wonderful friends and family.
I'm glad the house is under contract and that it didn't take long to sell. I'm glad I have a timeline for saying goodbye. I'm glad I have about two months here before I leave. But really, I'm not feeling very glad at all.