We have a house! A duplex, actually. Smaller than we're used to, but it's a great place, and the house we've been in for the past year and a half was really far too big for us. Bulk day is on Monday, so we've been packing like crazy and purging furniture and small items ruthlessly. Our motto right now is, "That's one less thing to move!" It feels insane right now. I know everybody goes through this when they move, but it feels insane. I guess you know what I mean. :)
After the 1st, I'll have pics of the new place for you, and likely a bunch of "hey, look how cute my shit that you've seen 10,000 times looks in this new room" shots, until I get actual projects going. One of my favorite things in life is unpacking boxes and decorating a new space.
I'm greatly looking forward to no longer being a live-in handywoman. It was kinda fun, and interesting, until I broke my foot last year; since then I've just felt like the house was constantly pressing on me, looming over me to get things done and get caught up, and I'm tired of feeling that way. That whole work-before-play thing has it's place, but it's all too easy to guilt yourself into doing nothing but work and forgetting to do the things that make you happy. This new place needs nothing but decorating, and I'm SO excited to really get to know the new space without any attached responsibility.
So, until the 1st, I doubt I'll have anything to post, but rest assured I'll be pretty much continuously covered in dust and tape and cardboard shavings.
See y'all on the flip-side.
|"Don't forget to pack me, Mama!"|