No one enjoys moving, and recently, we not only moved, but also moved my sister. I’m not in a big hurry to do any of that again. My blog has suffered, the center’s blog has suffered, but now, I think, things are getting more on track.
I’m embracing the letting go of things. I’m embracing as much minimalism as I can muster. I’ve been living out of a Rubbermaid container for a couple of weeks, so I know that I can do with less. The sheer amount of junk that people can collect is pretty wild. It’s out of control. My friend, Billy, asked me yesterday if we were having a house-warming party, and I said “I’m afraid that people will bring me stuff”.
In nifty news, I get to go furniture shopping for my birthday this year, so that’s pretty cool. I haven’t done that in a good while, and all of our livingroom furniture has seen better days. I purged my shoes. I purged our kitchen ware. I’ve purged clothing, and will purge more. It’s a good feeling, cleaning and clearing out your life.
I haven’t really had time to plan a Halloween costume, though I did get some candy. I haven’t really cooked much, though I did make our first dinner last night (and the Barbie dream stove works better than I expected). I also TOTALLY DIDN’T set off the fire alarm (lol). I haven’t planned a big shindig for my fortieth, but I think buying a house is big enough. It’s more than most people get, and I feel blessed with it. I’m pretty excited about Billy being my neighbor. I’m really in love with the neighborhood cats. It’s cute, and I know that we’re going to discover EVEN MORE good stuff about living in a new space.
We love our paint colors too, btw :).