Well, I've registered my vehicle, applied for a CA driver license, and am about to start paying property taxes and a mortgage. I suppose it's official, I guess this place is home now. Fortunately, the one thing that I really truly love here in Ridgecrest is my house. Thank goodness, since this is where I spend ALL of my time. If I could just pick up my house and Nate's job, and move back to Logan, life would be so sweet. Yes, Nate STILL loves his job. In fact, it gets better for him everyday. Saying he loves it actually doesn't even do it justice. I'm really happy for him. He worked so hard through school, and deserves to enjoy what he's doing. Now if only I could figure out how to get me a part time job doing something I somewhat enjoy until the baby comes...I will post some pics of our home when it gets put all together. But here are some pics of our temporary housing place from the first week we were here. It was nice and cozy.
Our bedroom. Funny, that tv was bigger and nicer than the tv we own, but we never even turned this one on. Maybe one day when there are teenagers around, I will find a need for a tv in my bedroom. I certainly can't find a reason now.
Here are the pictures I took of our house while we were waiting for the movers to come. It looks a lot better with our stuff in it! But atleast it's a little sneak peek for you all. Like I said, when I can get pictures on the walls, and make it feel a little more like home, there will of course be more pictures.
Nate read in on of the books the owner left us about Koi fish that you can train them to eat out of your hand. I don't have any idea why one would WANT to have this happen, but here's my dear husband trying.
So that concludes our tour, I guess! Any questions? :)
Oh! And here are a couple of pictures of me and Trayson on the day we left my parent's house to come to Cali. I was so sad when we drove away. I basically cried all the way to Layton. And EVERY time I talk to Trayson on the phone, our conversation goes like this: Trayson="Where are you?" Sara="I'm at my new house. In California." Trayson="Oh. Is that far away?" Sara="Kind of. It's farther than my Logan house. I have lots of fish! Do you want to come see me?" Grandma="Trayson, remember when your dad showed you on the map where Sara lives?" Trayson="Oh, yes. I don't want to come there. It's too far away. Bye." Sigh. I fear this is going to be the conversation I deal with from everyone.