moving

My worst fear is that on April 1st we'll still be driving to open houses in a packed uhaul truck. No fault of anyone but our own lack in decision making skills. thank you to all the people who have sent me links to houses. one of my friends even drove past one of the places on our list! Others have watched my kids so I could go to open houses. So thoughtful. Oh! And my sister has suggested I pray about it. But that's always scary because what if I don't like the answer? I'll cry! So,for now I will pray for peace, and save the big question for later.. like around the 20th. 
truth is, we haven't even filled out an application to get into a place. Because there hasn't even been one that BOTH rob and I have loved. there's been a million we liked, but not without comprimises. i realllly want to move to the city, but it will add at least an extra hour to rob's commute everyday. so instead of working from 730-715ish, he'll work from 7-7:45ish. Even later when traffic isn't smooth. Bleck.  
And so then there's the temptation to live 5 minutes from his office and eliminate his compute completely. But that mean's going back to apartment living. Hard to do now that we've had a house for 2.5 years. But we would get access to a pool and not have to give the hefty deposit rental houses ask for. Apartment living does have it's good points. Shared walls not being one of them. A big one of them.
And then there's the thought of staying in our current town. But we like a change. New parks, new libraries. New is the new new. But where? 
We just have to pick one and move on. This process is making me restless. And that's not fun.
I'll end with a picture of me looking out into the horizon thinking very deep thoughts. gosh i have learned to love my profile. And wrists. Well, I've always loved my wrists.