Well hello, hello!

Hello all! Oh how I’ve missed you. Can we hug? I feel like it’s been ages, but time has seemed to both speed up and stand still at the same time and blogging got lost in the mix. It’s so weird how something you feel like isn’t that important to you really is when you can’t (or don’t even have the option to) do it as often.

Things here are resuming some normalcy and that feels goooooood. It took me a little longer than I thought to hit my stride as far as settling was concerned, but I’m about 70% done with the unpacking and that feels great. I got to tackle my craft space today, which at first I wasn’t looking forward to, but now I’m so excited about it and I can’t wait to show pictures, and more, actually use it!

Conner has adjusted so well and loves the new floor plan. I think he’s already worn a path around the kitchen island and does his own Indy 500 every morning after breakfast. He was the first to take to the house, but Tim and I fell in line shortly after and now it’s starting to feel like home to all of us, and that feels amazing. I love our new house but I didn’t realize how attached to our old house I was and that in between place, emotionally, was really difficult to get over. The morning we moved, as everyone was moving our life out, I kept tearing up as I was seeing the house, bare bones the way we first saw it and fell in love with it four years ago. Remembering the first moment we walked in and just knew this was it. Tim wanted to make an offer before seeing the rest of the house - we were smitten. It was the first big thing we did together and that was huge for us, esp. at the ripe age of twenty-two with barely two dimes to rub together. The shelves that Tim hung (which was a hysterical adventure, as easy as it sounds it was not), where Conner took his first steps, the night of our house blessing that was a catalyst for true spiritual change in my life - it all came rushing back to me and I finally had to step outside and get a grip or I was going to be an emotional mess. As cheesy as it sounds, that structure was just a house when we bought it, but we made it a home and I didn’t realize just how much it meant to me. It was bitter-sweet. I’m so thankful for that house and all the experiences that came with it, just as I know I will be of this house.

Okay, that’s all I can muster up tonight. My beloved computer should be nestled in it’s new place in the next few days and I can upload some pictures of what I’ve been up to lately and begin my blog-reading again. Take care, and Conner says hello.