found a house.

found a house. and it's a trailer house. (insert scrunched up nose face here). but it's really not too terrible, and it's clean, which as it turns out in Hot Springs, is a major plus. i keep telling myself it will look so much better when it's our stuff filling it up. and we can still get a puppy. BONUS.
rental hunting sucked. alot. there was a point when i wanted to cry and scrap the whole moving thing, but i got over it when we found this place, which once again leads me to believe it will be "just fine."  jesse says if i say "just fine" one more time he'll leave me here. tempting.

at least i now have a mental image of where we'll live. that's a start. and i'll forever be 4 years old, because i'm pretty sure that's how old i was when they rolled this thing out for the first time.

see the tiny hall way that denotes a trailer? lovely. but, upside, there is a washer and drier, so no more quarter hoarding!

mostly, it's not forever. and it will all be just fine.