I don't have too much time for an in depth blog analysis of our move, so this one will be quick & easy to read.
I love the fact that we have a house. I don't particularly love our house...but it is nice.
I like the layout, for what it is. I do not like that there is no carpet; I really like carpeted bedrooms. I like the kitchen enough, but the drawers are really shotty (they squeak and get off the track really bad).
I love that there is grass for G to play on/in, but don't like that it's only half of the yard (the other half is dirt). I love that we have a garage.
I don't particularly care for the neighborhood. It's the best we could afford, and that's depressing. I am proud of my husband and he is doing so great, so it sucks that we aren't in an area like we were in Kansas. Don't get me wrong, we aren't in a bad area...but coming from where we were before in the suburbs of KC, this is definitely a step down in that regards. I don't fear for my life or anything, about a mile away I would be a little scared, though. Not sugar coating it; I'm pretty sure California has the most homeless and un/under-employed people, which leads to a lot of crime...
I am homesick. I knew I would be, so I'm not surprised in that aspect. What's funny is that it isn't homesick for my mom or anything like that, because I haven't lived within 5 hours of her for nearly 7 years...I'm homesick for the comfort of the Midwest in general. My friend Kacie will think I'm crazy, because she loves the West Coast life. It's where she's from though. I'm from the Midwest, and I guess like it. Even in the "cities" of the Midwest, life is just different.
I love all the adventures we will go on here, but it still seems like it should just be a vacation; not a home. I know that it is still new, so I'm going to give it some time. I'm just being brutally honest when I say that I miss more affordable housing in better neighborhoods, cheaper gas, my grocery shopping routine, my gym, our church, knowing where everything is (including places not to go), baby G's doctor, my midwife (no, I'm not expecting...), and the security of trusting most people.
I don't like change. I'm dealing with it as a means for my husband to further his career.
Don't worry, I'll write more about how the actual move went (smoothly, but not stress-free) and our house (especially the interesting MB layout), and baby G's reaction to it all. Oh, and I'm planning to write a guest post for a cloth diaper blog about moving without using disposables. Yeah, we did it...are you impressed or mortified? I also plan to write about the strains moving puts on your marriage (plenty).
Love to you all.