We Did It

It’s a been awhile since you’ve heard from me, I was moving.  It sounds more like we went on a coast to coast ordeal, but our move was really only about a mile west of our old house, and let me tell you it felt like it was a world away.

Luckily, we scraped up every dime we could find to hire movers because frankly, 45-year old backs are almost useless.  Then to prove that point wrong, I was on my feet for two days straight, so much so it called for Lortab Monday morning to keep me from chewing my aching legs off.  Typically my line is, “I’d rather chew my arm off”….but in this case, insert LEGS.   Anyway, a couple days later and I’m wiped out still, but on my purple couch finally wielding the laptop to prove to you all that downsizing pays off.  Well, I have no proof, but I do have pictures of the new digs, and frankly, that’s what you’re here for.  To keep you coming back I am only gonna piece meal this little unveiling, and just so you know, not a single room, is COMPLETE yet, so by next fall, I’ll have eeked out as much mileage out of this move as possible.

We’ll start with a little peak at the kitchen, a self-portrait, I took on moving day, while I was waiting for my junk to show up.  Someone had to wait on the cable guy, and luckily, it turned out to be me.  Got to admit the get-up wasn’t probably the most appropriate for heavy lifting, but hey, it worked and as you can see in this picture, I was actually smiling.  The move felt good, but not until I arrived at the Barbie house.  Saying goodbye to the old house was hard but only  until my things were taken away….as soon as my stuff was out, so was I.    That was the moment my new life began, that’s the moment I finally felt free.