From June 25 to July 26, we went under contract on a new house, negotiated the sale of our old house, closed on the purchase of the new place, packed up our 15 years of accumulation and MOVED 450 miles.
Needless to say, this has consumed all our time and energy.
Somehow, the pile of boxes doesn't look so big in this picture. Maybe that's because we were busy unpacking the ones in the kitchen at the time.
On Friday we finally got all the boxes out of the living room and got the furniture arranged. My great niece and her family were stopping in for a short visit yesterday, so it was a great incentive to get it done.
I know that as time goes by I will be rearranging things all over the house. I haven't even begun the process of putting the downstairs half of the house in order.
My stepdaughter and her husband (who helped us move) started the repainting project down there but just didn't have time to finish it before they had to leave. Hubby will be finishing it up this week.
When the company was here, I snared the two young men to move some of the furniture around downstairs and give me a head start when I finally get to the unpacking down there.
I'm sitting on my front porch right now listening to the raindrops dripping from the many trees nearby. The clouds are forming, changing and disappearing over the mountains in a never ending dance. Try as I might, I haven't gotten a good shot of the view. Yet.
|cloud/fog layer in the distance|
I have longed to live with hardwood trees, rolling hills and four seasons for nearly twenty years. Even when we built the house in Florida, it was a stopgap measure until a later date Then, when the agreed upon date came and went, health issues for hubby cropped up and delayed the move for a few more years. Finally, it was just time to do it or forever relinquish that dream. I couldn't give it up, so here we are.
I sure hope all of you are having a wonderful summer.
Y'all take care