We've survived two nights in our new home, and goodness it's just so much more than I expected. We found this house after looking at several existing homes (this one was about four months from completing construction when we bought it), and when we compared what we were getting we felt like this was just the perfect place for us.

 

Now that we're here though, I almost feel guilty. The house is beautiful, and so much more than I could ever imagine. My husband and I have been working towards this for eighteen years and through four houses, but now that we're here I'm just kind of standing back in shock. I never (ever ~ ever) dreamed we'd have a home like this, and am so thankful for it. (But also keep wondering if it's too much?)

 

The thing that we loved about this home is there is plenty of room for our kids to come back to visit when they're grown. As our kids have gotten older we've seen how our home quickly seemed to get taken up, so we're thrilled to have a little more space. What's funny though is that because I feel so empty after leaving Alabama, I think I'd give up this house in a heartbeat to be in our community.

 

My prayer is that one day this home becomes community too, and I know it's entirely early for me to even start worrying about that ~ but six months of exhaustion has me a little overwhelmed to say the least. 😉

 

 

Okay, enough of me struggling through this ;), here's a peek at a little more of our new home (completely in it's disastrous state) and what the crazy move looked like yesterday in our house. (Y'all, it was rough ~ the movers destroyed my husband's grandparent's dining room table, a few other items, and even left half-eaten pieces of pizza on the truck on top of our furniture, which sat on the truck for a few days. Bleck.)

 

The jack-and-jill bath for my girls ~ I need to get better pictures so you can see that paint color, it's Sherwin Williams Sea Salt and it is the PERFECT color!

 

They can't put down sod in Ohio so we're on a waiting list ~ I'm thinking I'll be dealing with muddy feet all summer long . . . 

I've always dreamed of having a mudroom ~ but I think I'll like it much more once it's tidied up a bit!

And there's the table ~ did I say ugh already?

 

The kitchen is still in sore need of unpacking . . .

 

And see that lovely empty space for all the items that I've found to donate? That's where the new fridge (that was supposed to arrive yesterday) is going. Ummmm . . . except that my seven year old turned off the sound on my phone so when the truck called to deliver it they couldn't find our home. Yup, no fridge 'til Tuesday. Ugh.

 

I've heard over and over that moving is one of the top five most stressful events in your life, and after this week I'm pretty sure that's true. I know that compared to so many, we are ridiculously (crazy, crazy, crazy) blessed, so I have absolutely no business whining when we really are just spoiled. Off to take a shower, tidy up the rest of the kitchen, and happy-up my attitude.  I think I can, I think I can! 😉