Mr Chiots and I are on our way home from Maine today. Last week we decided to take a last minute trip to look at a piece of property. As a result, it was quite the crazy weekend trying to get a week’s worth of work done. We packed everything, jumped in the car and set off into the sunrise on Tuesday morning. Yesterday we looked at a property we’re interested in and this morning we were up early and back in the car to head home. Almost more hours spent in the car than in Maine.
House hunting 14 hours away can be a difficult proposition, those photos on the internet just don’t tell the whole story so you have to look at things in person. I certainly can’t wait until we can close out this chapter of our lives and start the next. Change can be exciting and scary all at the same time, especially when you’re not quite sure where the road is going to lead.
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