So what did happen in TN that was bad enough for us to decide to move back to Asheville within 30 minutes of us being in TN? Well, nothing major happened if that is what you were thinking. Everything was lined up and the transition seemed that it would be flawless. We drove straight to the apartment that we had decided to call home for the next year, went over the contract, signed all paperwork, got the keys and that's when it all went downhill. We excitedly went up to our top floor "luxury" apartment only to be met with disappointment, EXTREME DISAPPOINTMENT. It was a far, far, FAR cry from what we saw online. It was beyond disappointing. As we sat in the middle of the living room floor, on carpet that felt more like plastic, it was hard not to absolutely lose it. John gave me a big hug and kiss and said, "Lets go home, lets go back to Asheville." With that, all was well and we went back to the apartment office and asked that the contract be shredded. Of course the apartment staff "could not believe" that we didn't like the apartment. I seriously thought she might shed a tear or two after hearing our thoughts of her "wonderful" and "luxurious" apartments.
So here we are, back in Asheville. I got to keep my job and he quickly picked up a job. This definitely wasn't where we thought we would be, but we are definitely not disappointed! We will live in our townhome until we find a house. We are in no huge hurry to get rid of it, after seeing the so-called luxury apartment, we feel like we are living by royal standards. We definitely have a new appreciation for our little place we call home.