I've been having to drive to Thatcher a lot lately. I went up to get Hazel on a wait list for preschool and while I was there looked at a house for rent.
On the way home I was praying asking the Lord to help me to know what was best for us and to guide me to know where to live. I already had an apartment set up to move into at the end of July, but it would have been nice to have a back yard.
I get home and find a letter from the landlord saying he changed his mind and he doesn't want five people in a two bedroom....This is where I have a heart attack. This is not what I meant in my prayer.
I called him and he said he let a single mom with kids live there and they damaged the apartment so he's not going to let anyone else move in with that many kids. I was upset because he already told me when I could move in and asked him to call all of my past landlords or take a bigger deposit, he just said he knew it was very unfair of him but he didn't want to risk it.
So, I call on the house. Same thing they don't want four kids and me in a two bedroom. Even though that house was big.
I called people in my ward who have family there, had my mom contact my distant aunt, talked to my friend who lives there and prayed and fasted, got a blessing and tried to just have faith. But that is all I dreamed about in my sleep.
The one thing I was confident about is that we are supposed to move there and I felt like I was already jumping off a cliff, I couldn't understand what in the world the Lord was wanting me to learn, I thought I already was having huge amounts of faith and testing. Yeah you could say I was overly stressed out.
Luckily I have an awesome friend who found a little old run down house off the highway. I drove back up with my kids and went to check it out. It is....small...and really old. 800 sq feet, no bathtub, a window unit, no dishwasher, tiny scary bathroom, the washer and dryer and in the back yard..yeah, not on the back porch, there is no back porch they are just in the back yard and it only has hot water hooked up to it. There was a goose in the backyard too. Yep I said a goose. Oh, and the best part it had just been bug bombed!
It has scorpions and roaches. The landlords were honest when I asked them 500 questions about the size , how many, what did they look like, he had seen five to seven dead ones that morning.
If you know even the tiniest bit about me you would know how much I am afraid of bugs, especially scorpions and... roaches.
I took the bug house, gave them a deposit before I left.
We drove by and I said "look kids that is where we are going to live" them "where"? me "right there" them "the one without a roof"? me "yep aren't you excited"! them "......." Avary says "mom what were you thinking"?
This is what happens when you are desperate you abandon all of your morals about bugs and agree to live in terror. But, beggars can't be choosers.
You better believe every prayer we say is thanking the Lord we have somewhere to live and I mean it.
I've had bad dreams about roaches every night.
And the adventures begin.....
