Tucson Toilings

We're well aware of the overall disappointment that will come from this blog entry only including one new photo of my child, but until we dig out our camera chargers, all I have to say is tough crunchies.

We can, however, fill everyone in on what we have been doing the last few weeks. Kara and Addie spend most of their days in the house since the daytime temperature hasn't dove below 90 since we arrived and Addie wants constant entertainment. She's also starting the wonderful process of teething, so she's constantly trying to chew on everything. She's even resorted to chewing on our noses if she can get her little gums around them. Eric's presence upon the end of the workday is welcomed so Kara can talk to someone who responds with actual words and gives her a break from the 9-hour variety show she has to perform each day.

We do love our house, though that's still a work in progress. We already received a notice from the housing association about the empty boxes on our back porch, though somehow it was dated the day we moved in...not sure how they knew we were going to have them there...

We were invited to try out a church in town that has a Sunday School class that we're hoping can provide some much-needed new friends. Eric has been able to hang out with some guys a little bit, but Kara is still waiting for her first reprieve with some other women. The people are very nice and hopefully with time it will develop into something that will provide those relationships.

The job front for Kara has no news, which is agonizing for both of us. Any answer at this point in time would be better than dangling on a wire. While we are of course hopeful for a positive response, we're just very anxious to know what direction to move in. Now if QLogic wants to pay Kara to do nothing, we'll gladly cash their paychecks...though that's probably not going to happen. A second income is going to become very necessary in the near future...otherwise we'll be repacking boxes and heading to live with one set of parents.

Home Sweet Home

After tearing our hair out for the better part of two weeks, looking at countless houses and getting stabbed in the back by a supposedly-reputable real estage agent (plenty of other stories to follow), the Tucson Montgomerys finally have a place to call home. We live to the northeast side of downtown Tucson and about 15 or so miles from my other new home at the University of Arizona. For those curious to see what our house looks like, paste this link below. The house is basically exactly the same except our door is left of the garage instead of right.

http://www.forsalebyownercenter.com/listing-43885-Marana-AZ-85653-RealEstate.aspx

As I previously mentioned, it was quite a chore trying to find a place to live and God surely tested our faith in His provision. Kara was here two weeks ago and we looked at a few places that were nice, but nothing that really met all of our wishes. After she left, I found a place last Sunday that I thought would be nice.

After meeting with the owners that day, I filled out the paperwork and thought we were in the clear. I called them on Tuesday morning and they informed me someone offered them more money and they were going to rent the house to this person. No warning, no chance to counter. I was 72 hours from movers showing up with a full truck of our possessions and no address to give them.

Kara and I went back to the drawing board and I finally walked into the place I knew we'd want to call home. The kitchen made Kara giggle, the master bedroom makes our king sized bed look small and there's great natural light...to list a few of its highlights.

Finding the house was only a fraction of the battle. Most realtors like to take their time when processing paperwork and generally don't do so without money in hand. As we frantically got paperwork turned in and Dad raced across the desert with the 3 checks they needed, we still were not guaranteed keys at 5pm on Thursday.

As I said before, God allowed our faith to be stretched and He came through as always. I got a phone call at 8:30am on Friday morning saying we could come get the keys. The movers, who we'd begged to hold our stuff until Monday, agreed to come that morning and there ended up being 5 guys to unload the truck, a task that took them just over 3 hours to complete.

I'm realizing as I write this that I'm in desperate need of some time on my face thanking God for all of these blessings.

Anyways, all of our stuff is in the house and we're slowly but surely getting everything unpacked. Only one more night until the cable guy comes...

And for those interested in the daily tidings of the littlest one, Addie has been a champ. She's not feeling well right now, but she's sleeping a ton, which has been awesome for us, and her smiles and laughs are becoming more and more frequent. She also seems to have an affinity for CSI.