The Miracle of the New House

So, we're moving into our new house on Saturday. Yeah, this Saturday. That's before Thanksgiving, in case you didn't know. We were hoping to be in a house before Christmas, and that was us being optimistic. And the story of us getting our new house is pretty much a miracle that we can't really figure out. Seriously we don't really get it, but we'll take it. Here's a really horrible picture of our new house:

It looks like there's more off to the left, but there isn't. It's a duplex, and this is our half. Did I mention it's nearly 3 times as big as our last place? And it has fake wood floors and 3.5 bathrooms and, best of all, a spare bedroom that's waiting for you to use when you come and see us. You'd better hurry up and get out here or we might decide to turn it into a toy room.

Any how, here's the mysterious miracle story: (It will probably confuse you, because it still confuses me and I was there.)

While we were somewhere in Nevada we got a call from the military housing people. (Or maybe we called them? I really can't remember.) They said there was housing available to move into right away, but that we probably didn't want to move into it, but that we totally could if we wanted to. Did we want to? We decided that we would take a look before we decided and set up an appointment on Monday to see a model.

Monday rolled around and we went to our appointment. They acted like they had no idea why we were there or what we were talking about when we said we wanted to see the model. So they decided to look us up in their system, only we weren't in their system. So we were a week behind on the waiting list because they never actually put us on the list. So they try to nonchalantly add us to the list and the guy goes, "So with your rank that puts you. . .hold on just a moment." And then he ran off to talk to another guy and we were sure we were not ever going to get in a house. But when he came back he continued, "You're fourth on the list and we have a house that's available for you to move into on the 18th. (This was the 14th.) That's, like, just over a week from now."

So we're kind of confused because we were just trying to see a model of the old housing, but now we're signing the pre-lease papers for a new house that isn't supposed to be available for at least a month. When we finish signing the papers he pulls out a map to show us where it is so we can drive by and check it out. Only the house number he's given us isn't any where on the map. (At this point we're thinking, "Okay, so this really isn't real after all. Richard here is just a nut job.) So he runs off to talk to another employee and. . . our house is real after all. The map was just wrong. So, now we have a house and we figured everyone was just wrong for telling us it would take forever to get one.

Then on Tuesday Ty went to his class and they're going over housing and they say, "If you want new housing it's going to be one or two months because there are so many new people right now." And now we're not sure what we did that exempted us from the wait. But we're happy we did it, whatever it was.

Now, come and visit us.