3 Year Moving Anniversary

I am a little early to this, but April and May are big months over here! I can’t even believe that the first week of May will mark three years since my husband and I packed up a U-haul in California, literally two days after getting back after our honeymoon in Jamaica, and drove 1,000 miles away to live in a state I hardly knew anything about, or anyone really for that matter. My husband had childhood friends, but as for me it was pretty much a blank slate of everything. When I think back to it all, it really gets me emotional again, I was in a bad emotional place the first year, but I really feel like I am in a good spot 3 years later with this move.

I bet the question is why the move then? Why leave family, friends, a life we knew and grew comfortable with behind? My husband and I NEEDED change. It was time to leave the expensive, traffic filled, chaotic storm, called Southern California. Personally, my anxiety was through the roof living there, and there would be no possible way of affording to stay home with my future babies and that is all I wanted one day, that was my dream, and this move could make that happen.

Looking back my husband and I were pretty nuts. First of all, we bought our house before EVER seeing it in person. Literally, people my husband knew went and looked at it for us, and the first time my husband and I saw it was when we moved out here. CRAZY, right?! Our situation was very hard though. My husbands job at the time really required him to be close by to where he worked, so the actual location I would love to be was not an option at the time. There was really no where to live, finding even a rental house was tough, and living in town was not an option with everything we had been told-robberies, not safe, and just no houses I could really look at and call home. Plus, we weren’t moving to Texas to live in another track, we wanted land.

My husbands first job was a farm hand. It was a great experience for him and the family he worked for were seriously the best to us. I on the other hand, felt depressed, alone, and just miserable. If you have ever lived the life of a farmer, then you understand, it is literally never seeing them during busy time, which was right when we moved. He would be gone in the tractor 18 hours! The time we had together was bringing dinner to him in the tractor. So hard as a newly married, newly moved couple, but we did it! Honestly it was good for us to experience, no matter how tough it was. The memories aren’t all bad, and it taught us so much.

The first house we moved into was AWFUL. I literally can’t describe it and pictures will never do justice. It was a little 2 bedroom, 1 bath house with a kitchen and living room, and had to have been built in the early 1900’s. I swear it has to be haunted. The bathroom was disgusting, I would dread taking showers, the leveling of the house was completely off-the bathroom door wouldn’t shut, no microwave, window A/C that would constantly freeze up, and creatures. There I was alone in this house most days. On the other hand, I was busy remodeling the home we actually bought! It was stuck in the 70’s and in my opinion needed to be changed before we moved in. So the summer was full of dealing with a contractor that would disappear on occasion, and just was awful to deal with. The original plan was to do redo it all ourselves and we did the demo, this is a dream of ours to start doing, but with my husbands hours at that point in time, it was not possible.

The time in our rental was up, but our house was not complete, as it was supposed to be. The Best Western was my home for a week, then our basement for another week,till it was all finished. I really learned how to use a hot pan for meals! Sloppy joes, anyone? Tacos? Somehow I pulled it together! Then finally then contractor was gone, and there we were FINALLY with our home! I honestly can’t believe how much has come together the last three years! This is not our forever home, it really might not be much longer, but I will always remember what we went through with it. It will always be the home we brought our babies home to and started our life together in.

Take a look at our first remodel!

What was done:

New Kitchen and Dining room

New Living room

Make open concept: knock out 2 walls

Redo two and a half bathrooms, involving repositioning of Master Bathroom

Basically entire gut job

SELRES_7a38965e-66ee-47d4-95c3-1ff6467bd5aeLater we finished the basement and a lot on the outside!SELRES_7a38965e-66ee-47d4-95c3-1ff6467bd5ae


My name is Chelsie Overgaauw. Born in New Mexico, grew up in California, and now living my adult life in Texas. I am a 26 year old stay at home {new} mama to my sweet boy and I am married to my best friend. I have experienced a lot in life already, good and bad, and have a lot more to experience. I am a lover of cooking, writing, photography, and design. Follow along to learn more.

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