Yes, you read the title correctly. I am a 25 year old woman, who’s been married for almost 3 years, and my husband, Buckley, and I are moving to my parent’s house.
I’ve been debating about writing this post for a while now. I wasn’t sure how to write/present it, and I have felt like I’ve been hiding this from you guys, and that’s the last thing I want to do. SO, here’s the abbreviated version for your reading pleasure:
1. We got married in 2008, and my husband started grad. school full-time 2 months after we got married.
2. He went to Westminister Theological Seminary (Masters in Theology) with the hopes of teaching at a community college after graduation.
3. Fast forward to December 2010- and my husband’s finished with school, with no job leads (despite searching for hours a day, at every state in the US, willing to move).
4. After realizing that a full-time college teaching job in this economy would require PhD work, we are swallowing the fact that we will need to get started on that sooner than expected.
5. A PhD is essentially a 3 year commitment (he wouldn’t be able to start until Fall 2012, + 2 years of coursework) plus the time it takes for a dissertation. THIS was the hardest part for me to swallow. We had spent the past 3 years waiting for school to be OVER so we could begin earning 2 salaries, save money to put a down payment on a house, and start a family. Realizing that this would push that 3 years farther away was so sad!
6. My parents saw that this was not an easy decision for us, and tried to figure out what they could do as parents to help us.
My parents have offered to make an apartment in their basement that we could live in RENT-FREE so we can focus on saving money, and we won’t have to prolong our dreams of home ownership and starting a family for 6 years, but we could start as soon as 3 years from now. WOW, how can you say no to that?!
There’s already a bedroom, bathroom, and living space in the basement. There is a separate entrance (so we don’t have to walk through my parent’s house every time we go in and out) but there was no kitchen. SO, my generous parents are having a contractor building a kitchen as we speak for the basement!
I think the only thing that’s bothering me now about this whole situation is my pride. I don’t like telling people that I’m “moving in with my parents”. I feel like people will just think that we “failed” at living on our own. In reality, we have lived off of my income alone for the past 3 years, and are very capable of doing it again. BUT it was not allowing us to save the money we will need to buy a house. The focus will be to save, save SAVE the next few years, and I love it!
I can honestly say that I am REALLY excited about our new place! Yes, it will be small. Yes, it’s not a place of our own. BUT I truly love my family, and I am so thankful that my parents were able to extend this to my husband and I. We can’t wait to get in our new place and begin to put money in our savings account, as well as some loans from school. Mom and Dad – I love you and I am SO thankful you are investing in this for us…thank you!
Of course, this will make a great DIY adventure!! This is why I couldn’t wait to tell all of you! I will be posting pictures of the demolition and progress of the space…and I can’t wait to share in this adventure with all of you 🙂
If you’ve read to the end of this post, you deserve a blogger gold star 🙂 And I hope you’ve already entered my give-away! Can’t wait to share pictures with you tomorrow of the new place! 🙂
*Edit*- Another plus…I’ll be able to stay at my job because my parents live locally…and I’ll get tenure & be able to work more on my masters 🙂 Woo hoo!!