As we laid down to go to sleep about three months ago, I looked over at Sean and said, “What if we sold the house, got a little apartment here and the kids and I moved out to the ranch for a year or so while we ride out the pandemic craziness. We could save money, home school the kids, and finally sell the house [which we had been wanting to do for years and finally had the insurance saying we had enough hail damage to get the new roof we needed]].”
Even though I said it on a whim, the idea took root with both of us right away and it felt like the right move. We kept thinking about it and started getting our house ready to sell just in case we went that way. And boy was that a doozy! Six years of six people’s junk is way. too. much.
Sean came home one day and said, “This is kind of crazy, but we just got an email that they’re sending people to Oklahoma for a six-month detail. It would be to Tulsa, Oklahoma City, or Muskogee. What would you think about that?”
It actually seemed like everything would kind of work out if that were to happen, and a few weeks later, my dreamboat husband got notified that he was being sent to Oklahoma.
Because I’m a little bit crazy, I immediately suggested we buy a camper and live in that for 6 months while we took weekend trips to explore. Sean wasn’t really thrilled about camper living in the winter, so we started looking at apartments or houses to rent. But moving all our stuff 6 hours away and then moving it alllll back after 6 months sounded worse than having alcohol poured over paper cuts. Totally not being dramatic, am I right?!?!
After talking to the travel coordinator, we realized that we could actually choose to stay in a long term hotel that had a small kitchen, sitting area, and was already supplied with most of the kitchen necessities. Like any self-confessed crazy person, this sounded like a completely reasonable way to live for six months while homeschooling three kids and keeping a 3 year old
from destroying things busy. We were in. *It should be noted that Sean believes this plan is actually crazy, not just “hey, we’re kind of crazy, let’s do this.” He is, however, a total sucker for his wife and has learned to go along with her occasional bouts of insanity just to see what happens.*
We listed our house and quickly had a contract. Thank you, Lord, for your provision and knowing that my spiritual gift is NOT keeping an entire house show ready for months under any circumstances but certainly not with my pack of adorable hooligans “helping” me.
A week ago, on our 9th wedding anniversary, we closed on the first home we owned. Two days later and we were on the road to Tulsa with 4 kids, 7 boxes, 4 backpacks, some hanging clothes, and a few loose “oh, shoot, I forgot to pack that” items.
It’s always an adventure when the Taylors are around! What’s the craziest whim you’ve ever followed?