Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Our New Home

I won't use a lot of words here. I will just say that my hope is that our new home will have time to become our true home.

We have moved 8 times in 12 years. I am tired of moving. I am tired mostly of moving the same boxes over and over again. Some of the stuff I have just parted with (determined to truly declutter this time) I swear we have moved all 8 times and never once used. Things like a cassette tape collection that I just tossed in the trash, a cabbage-fabric jean jacket that I donated (I took a photo - I loved my cabbage jacket way back in the day), and every.single.card.note my husband received while on deployment that I catalogued and pared down.

I want to post as we update and personalize our new home as a journal of sorts for our family. I have big ideas for the mid-70's tri-level in the town we grew up in.

Here it is - in all its French's mustardy glory (one thing on my list is exterior paint).