2 weeks

No matter what in 2 weeks I am moving to Memphis. Christopher, my husband, has been in Memphis for 2.5 months without me. I have been in Cincinnati finishing up at my job, throwing out lots of worldly possessions and waiting for the house to sell.

My job is over. I picked out and trianed my replacement.
I think I have gotten down our worldly possessions enough that they will fit into a 2 bedroom apartment with 2 cats and a crazy German Shorthair Pointer.

I am still waiting on the house to sell. We have buyers, they just are kind of oblivious. To start with they are from out of state and the original company they went to for a loan does not do out of state loans. They have a new lender, but still have not had the house appraised or been in contact with their realator. Meaning, shit is going to fucked up for the closing. If we have a closing.

Because the market is what it is and the house is where it is- they are getting a deal. I am selling the house for less than I paid. I am getting no return on the 15 thousand I have put into this place with the help of my parents. Especially my dad. He has spents days in my house making imporvements while I was at work. He has answered hundreds of questions about how I fix things. My friend, Chuck, has also put in countless hours, putting in floors, designing the kitchen and following behind me finishing the small details.

All of this because I want to get to Memphis!
I want to get to Memphis.
I want to get to Memphis?

I have so much to look forward to like missing my friends, my family, my job, my house and the life I have been living. And the answer is yes, I want to be in Memphis. Christopher is in Memphis, and he has promised me I can come home to see the other people I love.