Three days and counting

We've now spent three full days in the basement of my sister-in-law's house, quarantined to keep her kids from getting the nasty flu. We've eaten our meals here, played down here, and rearranged to the hilt to make room for the five of us in this little space. For a basement, it is a luxurious 500 sq. feet or so, complete with a gas log fireplace...so I'm not complaining.

But being cooped up in here with the three kids is starting to wear on me so we decided to go out for a drive and see our fair city, and look for "For Rent" signs. Did you know that there are more students in this city than permanent residents? That makes for a LOT of duplexes and townhouses. After an hour of looking this morning, and an hour and a half this afternoon I'm fairly certain there is no real house out there for us. It was kind of discouraging, and so I find myself praying more for contentment than a house these days. We can't live in the basement forever (and WH's sister needs her garage, aka Our Storage Shed, back soon) so we have to go somewhere. I'm going to look at one, maybe two places tomorrow. One is a duplex I don't really like, and the other is a house that is out of our price range (but you never know...maybe they are desperate). I find myself more picky now that I have these little people to raise (yes, mom, the pictures are just for you).