Good Morning and hello from Englewood.
I tried to get this picture just as the sun rose because it’s an absolutely beautiful morning but I was just having my morning coffee and well, priorities.
Anywho, we are still moving. Yes, still. I think we only have about one more truck load and then I can begin the process of cleaning the old place and we can relax until tomorrow when we close on the new one. Then we have to move all of our things from the one room and the garage into the house but I’m pretty sure we’ll be saving all that fun stuff til next weekend.
I’m exhausted. Oh and also, this is my arm.
It’s a nice arm, and it has served me well. Hank loves it, especially when I use it to pet him. However, after moving for the past few days, dropping a sofa, a china hutch and two boxes on it, this is what my arm looks like now.
It’s a mangled mess.
I have to admit, I’m struggling this morning. Not physically but mentally. It’s hard to let go of something that brought you so much joy, even if the new place is bigger, has more water behind it and room to grow. I’m sure we’ll make some wonderful memories in the new place too but I will always be fond of this one.
So long Frances street, hello Dona Drive.
If you know me, you know I can’t wait to decorate. My pinterest boards are jammin right now.
In honor of throw back Thursday, tell me something you miss and why.