4—Months that Seth has been living two hours away during the workweek.
80—Days I was alone with five children. Trying to sell the house. You are welcome to re-read previous posts and see them in a new light realizing that I was alone with the chaos. My loving hubby forbade me from publicly announcing our living situation.
$75—The whopping earnings we made when we sold our home.
22—Number of days that our family has been homeless—in the loosest sense of the word.
2—Hours it takes to travel from my parent's house to our city for doctor's appointments.
5—Times I drove back in the first 10 days after moving out.
16—Houses we have been shown (after ruling out hundreds).
2—Offers we have made. Still without a home.
7—Times the girls have watched Free Willy since we moved in with my parents.
4—Viewings it took for them to finally stop calling Willy a dolphin.
10.5—Hours a trip to Connecticut should have taken from my sister's house.
14.5—Actual trip time. Did I mention that I was travelling alone with five children?
30—Minutes for an average 'pit stop' on the trip.
5—Times my mom told me I was crazy for taking the trip.
At least 50—Times I told my mom she was right once I was in the van. Alone. With five kids. For 14 hours.