I mentioned to Loving Annie early last week that I had a tough patch coming up. See, I knew at that time that we would probably be moving from my new (old) house on W***ey Street. While I love the house dearly I don't love the neighborhood it's in and it's not getting better - it's getting WORSE.
Three murders in the last month all within a few blocks or less.
A home invasion down the street last week.
Someone has broken into my car TWICE (I never blogged about the second time - redundant except they stole Madison's monogrammed diaper bag. Yeah. Nice).
Last week six police cruisers behind us,police wrestling a young man to the ground and my daughter saying "What he doing Mommy?". She doesn't need to witness that.
When do the guns start blazing? A bullet has no name. I was initially very upset to realize there is nothing I can do about these things... but move.
Luck has been on our side and we found a nice place to rent a few miles from my parents and we will have the option to buy if we wish. It's a nice brick home, three bedrooms, we have to finish the yard with a front section of privacy fence but that's no big deal It's got a brand new deck and a front porch and the front and back yards are both big (for my airblowns). The neighborhood is rural and doesn't have the "foot traffic" my present neighborhood does.
Although I am sad to leave my beautiful house I can make this other one a "home" as well and who knows.... maybe my Gone With The Wind House still awaits me somewhere down the line.
I will be emailing my new address. We should be in the new place by August 1st... if not sooner.