Last night we slept in our own house for the first time in 14 weeks. The ability to live in our neighbor's house (2 doors down) was a huge blessing, but we have been anxious to get back into our house, especially the last few weeks. Mike and I slept in our bed for the first time since we moved out, which is the thing we both appreciate the most about moving in. We had been sleeping on two twin-size air mattresses on the floor of the other house. The kids were thrilled to get into their new rooms and find long-forgotten toys. The cats explored the house for several hours before finding their old favorite places to sleep. The weather hasn't been cooperating for moving, however, as we had 3 feet of drifted snow outside our front door this morning. We need to get everything out of the other house, but moving in blizzard conditions wasn't going to happen today. Mike is out snowblowing the driveway right now, and we'll try to get some loads over tonight.
We are so thankful for the blessing of our essentially new house. It's a wonderful Christmas present! The reality is finally sinking in as we move things into their final place for hopefully the last time (for many years, at least). We have shuffled furniture, boxes, toys, and our very heavy TV too many times! Many thanks to all our family and friends who have supported us and helped us through the 5 year remodeling.
Merry Christmas to all!
1 comment:
Welcome home!
Yeah, you sure picked a dooosey of a weekend to move back in. But I'm guessing it is worth it. :)
What a great fun holiday you'll have in your "new" house!
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