but I have a gas stove, and oh how I love it!
We may not have a huge yard with nice shady trees,
but this is what we see while we eat dinner. and breakfast. and lunch. and while we play outside. and sit on the couch.
We may have lived in complete chaos this week
but as of right now, there's only one thing left at the townhouse (Ellie's crib) and everything else is finally all in one place.
Our house is starting to feel like a home.
Although actually, this house felt like home the very first night we came over and made dinner here. It's something like a "we belong here" kind of feeling an it's so, so nice.
|LOTS of space to run around. I'm still getting used to the fact that he can be making mischief so far away that I can't hear him and he can't hear me. It's going to take some adjustments.|
but it is our home, and we are already very happy here.
We love the extra space,
the fresh night winds that cool off the house in seconds right before we go to bed,
having our own yard---with grass so soft we play on it barefoot,
meeting our very awesome new neighbors (one goes around edging and spraying weeds in everyone's yards just because he is retired and wants to),
planning Kent's movie room,
having family over with space to spare,
the quiet, oh the quiet (no sound of cars, police sirens, yappy dogs, screaming children--just birds, soft-voices of neighbors, and the occasional chatty golfer),
and having our own home again.
Maybe in a few years I'll have the boxes unpacked and the decorations up and you can all come visit.