HOME SWEET HOME

Hit me with a wet noodle.  I don't think I would flinch.  After today, I think having babies was less tiresome than how I FEEL at the moment.  I still have strength to type so I'm not completely gone, but my muscles are weak, sore, feet tired and I know the meaning of TIRED.

This evening I will soak my weary feet.

THIS MEMORIAL DAY WEEK-END we rented a U-Haul, got a McDonalds Breakfast then stopped in at a THRIFT SHOP.  I purchased a few small items then drove back to small-town america where we had our FIRE RECOVERY boxes stored in a storage unit.  ROLLED MY SLEEVES UP and got to work.

Husband and I went full steam ahead and unloaded the storage unit into a moving van.  It took four hours.  The boxes were light and easy to carry, but after umpteen trips from unit to van I felt old and worn out.  My dear Husband and I were THE CREW. 

We finished up and drove the van over the county line....drum roll please......to a different house.  Not RETIREMENT COTTAGE.  My Dear Sweet Husband admitted to me that after living at RETIREMENT COTTAGE for 6 months he is not ready for this kind of SMALL.

On the day that our belongings were returned to us   to a storage unit, we went for lunch across the county line.  After we ate, we took a drive about a different small-town america.  There are some houses that I enjoy looking at from the curb appeal angle.  

As we came over a hill, I commented at this one house that I have admired for years, "AND you know I just love this house..."  Noticing that there was a FOR SALE sign in the lawn, I BLINKED and hollered, "AND IT'S FOR SALE!!!!"

"Can we go see it?"  He agreed and we went to the Real Estate Office that the house is listed with.  Just so happened the realtor was in saying we can tour the house right now.   FELL madly in love with it.  

Said a prayer.

We talked about it.  
We both like the house more than chocolate.  
Made an offer.  
The sellers accepted.  
Had inspections.  
We bought the house.  
Closed on the house.  

Decided to take our storage boxes to the DREAM house and unpack there.

IT'S OUR DREAM HOUSE.  DREAM.

We had been loading the car up with boxes from storage, taking them to RETIREMENT COTTAGE, unloading the treasures, documenting, etc.  Our small cottage has quickly filled up with boxes.  Having to decide where to stack the things until our furniture returns to us has crowded our space.  LIVING in a warehouse takes nerves of steel.

We hope to finish unloading the boxes this week-end...turn around and reload the truck with another storage units keepsakes, make the trip over the county line and unload.  

We will be busy in JUNE going through BOXES.

This will be a different kind of relocating than ever before.  After we order the Living room furniture, it will take about two months to get it delivered.  Others will be moving these heavy pieces of furniture into our HOME.  While we wait for time to pass, I'll be going through the boxes, taking inventory, washing the dishes and placing in the room where items will live.

Our wood furniture is being refinished and when it is ready to be returned to us, others will bring it to our new location in a few months.  

Eventually, we will order two more mattresses and box springs.  that will be delivered by others.  When the time comes we'll find a bedroom suite to replace the one we lost in the fire.

We'll pack up our RETIREMENT COTTAGE belongings that we have been living with since the house fire.   SO I best be packing.

I have felt almost like a newly wed living in RETIREMENT COTTAGE the last 7 months.  There has been little furniture.   As we have been thinking about what to replace, my brain has been tired.  Our little cottage has been crowded.  TINY.  I really thought we could fit in here if we had little earthly possessions.  I thought we could do it.  

This place in LIFE has helped me think about what is important in LIFE.  The house fire,  two parents dying, a third parent with stage four lung cancer, turning loose of HOMEHAVEN in the rock house, rummaging through sentimental items that were ruined....we decided we were not ready to downsize to the place we would have to in order to fit in RETIREMENT COTTAGE.  

We've worked long hours on the non-restorable items that were returned to us.  It has been sad at times but also happy as we have gone through some items that were saved.

Going through belongings that are still in good condition makes my heart sing.

We will LIVE in our new location and go from there.
Pics to follow.
HOPE YOU'LL JOIN ME.     

So glad you stopped by,
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