The wait is finally over!
My husband finally got his long awaited call letting him know where we will be moving. And I am so so happy to say that we're going back home to California! The Bay Area, to be exact, which is where we are both from.
Too bad getting there isn't as easy as clicking my heels.
His co-workers started getting calls a week before he got his. That 5 days of waiting was really draining. I would literally jump every time my husband's phone would buzz. It's kind of like that 3 minutes of holding your breath while waiting for the results of a pregnancy test. ;)
The good news is that relocation is taken care of. Apparently they'll even pack up our apartment for us! But being the type-A/OCD person I am, I'll be packing. Since I'll be the one unpacking, I really prefer not to have a "hey, I wonder what's in this mystery box?" moment at our new place. It'll still be wonderful to not have to drive the 30 hrs back to CA.
Unfortunately we get to do the housing hunt again. I'm suffering from some major sticker shock! We've lived roughly in the same area before, but I'm realizing now just how good of a deal we had. Cross your fingers that we find a decent apartment without breaking the bank.
All in all, it feels great to have a plan and to know that we'll be back home soon. :)