We celebrated our six month anniversary of living in North Dakota by giving our landlord our 30 day notice to move.
I couldn't really tell you. I don't hate it here and to be honest, when we realized that we were moving I've been pretty sad. I have grown quite fond of the 'nothingness' that sums up this state. I love our Temple and it's workers. I love the sunsets. I love the thunderstorms.
I joked with Matt back when we were only here a few months that I was going to pretend I liked it here so that Heavenly Father would move us quickly. Did I really accomplish that? I mean, I bought a t-shirt that had a picture of ND with tree roots coming down, signifying that I had roots here. But did that really set the stage for all of this?
No, I doubt that a t-shirt alone did that. It certainly was a big step for me though. I wasted no time in getting pictures on the walls, and trying to get involved in our ward. I didn't complain about living here nearly as much as I expected, or had done in the past with other places.
It's been a weird transition here. I haven't met anyone here that's looked at me cross eyed, or offended me in any way.
But we're moving.