We’ve been in the new house for about six weeks. Slowly but surely things are coming together. But more than anything, I just have to keep pinching myself. It feels so good to get photos up, little sentimental trinkets out, and rugs down. The only thing left that is truly bugging me is the light fixture over the dining table and luckily we’ve ordered a replacement that will be here eventually.
While I was home sick this week, I took a lot of baths and spent a lot of time in the house. It was nice to look around and know that I’ll (hopefully) never have to move again. Makes me a little weirded out knowing that, most likely, I’ll be sitting in that tub, staring at that crazy wallpaper when I’m sixty something.
The upstairs is obviously still empty and in need of some painting. I’m using the bigger of the two bedrooms for my yoga room and it is wonderful. Lots of wall space, away from the dogs. It works. And that crazy mural can actually be a useful gaze point when balancing! HA!
I’m so looking forward to our first fall and holiday season in this house. It will be cozy. I’m sure of it.