After moving every 6 months to a year for my entire adult life (and my adult I mean since I was 16, when my parents decided I was old enough to be on my own even though I was barely old enough to drive a car) I will finally be living in an house that I own. Well, that WE own anyway. Although my husband and I are still not living together, we have made a lot of progress on our marriage. I attribute a lot of the progress we've made to prayer and hard work. I've always been a believer, albeit not in the conservative sense and I often hesitate to label myself a Christian because of the negative connotations that (thanks in large part to the tea party) that word has gained over the past few years. I believe in God and I believe in Christ. I believe that the bible was a book that was written by man and men are fallible and I believe that a lot has probably been lost in translation when it comes to this particular text. But I'll get off of my soap box. The big news here is that we bought a house! And we're both very excited. My husband will still be closer to work during the week and he'll come home on his days off. We're hoping that within the next two years he'll be able to transfer closer to home. I love love love saying that word. There is a big difference between having a place to live and having a home and I want my little boy to grow up in a home. He's been our real motivator throughout this whole process along with the fact that my husband had a goal to purchase his first home before he turned 30. He reached his goal with 11 months to spare! This is just a celebratory post so that I can share our good news. Hopefully, I'll be able to post more regularly now that I can get our little family on a schedule.