I had called Dawn on Wednesday to check in (she had big stuff going on at work last weekend) and got the answering machine. I wondered for a moment if they were on their scouting trip, but dismissed it because I *thought* they were going this weekend.
Wrong.
She called me last night saying that they were just picking Wyatt up from his grandparents' when I had called. In a nutshell, they went, they saw, they fell in love.
She was sort of... dancing around the heart of the matter all awkwardly, so I cut to the chase - as I'm wont to do - ripped that bandage clean off, and asked when they're moving.
She hesitated half a beat before replying "July 31st."
They found two houses they like (one of which they love) that won't cost them more than what they're paying now for their townhouse. They like the neighbourhood. They like the look of the school Wyatt will be attending. They love the atmosphere of the town itself. Greg will be getting an amazing opportunity to advance his career. Dawn will be getting a significant increase in pay. They'll be debt-free. They'll have the chance to get ahead. They'll be able to take vacations, travel, enroll Wyatt in as many sports and activities as his little heart desires. This is going to be so good for them.
But I'm going to miss them all like crazy.
At least now we have somewhere to *go* when we take vacations, right?
Yup, you're going to miss them. I'm sorry.
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