Sacramento

…Or actually, Lincoln. Lincoln is a suburb of Sacramento where we bought our home. The drive was long, especially with sick kids, but all things considered-I won't ever do it again. I joke. Hopefully, we won't need to drive that distance for awhile. We crashed that night at 'The Holiday Inn' where it sounded like our neighbors were having quite the illegal holiday, but the kids slept through everything, hallelujah. Making memories. The next day we closed on our house. Our realtor brought donuts, drinks and toys for our kids to play with while we signed the bajillion papers. It gets better, she then proceeded to play and entertain our children during the entire thing. Realtors will do anything to get that check! :)

As we're discovering, things are done "differently" in California at times. Closing on a home is one of those things. Once all the papers are signed and money is in the account, you still don't get the key. There's a bunch of legal shtuff that happens and then you receive your key in the next few days. Cue the slight problem that the semi-truck with all of our boxes and furniture is currently outside our home. Luckily, Bryan is an amazing guy and we received the key a few hours later (bot-a-boom, bot-a-bing). He is good.

Precious cargo!

I think all of our boxes are unpacked. We're starting to get pictures on the wall. I'm feeling more and more settled. I really like our home-I never saw it in person prior to buying it. Bryan chose wisely. I joked around about the word "adventure" being used with us moving to California. Well, it couldn't be more true.  I saw this quote and thought it was very timely,  "The only difference between an ordeal and an adventure is your attitude." For the most part, life has been an adventure the past few months. :)

More to come from California!