My daughter Lucy declared last week that as of May 16th, we would be “a fishly” moved into our new house. That day has passed and I’m happy to say that I’m writing this blog from our new kitchen. We spent all of Saturday moving boxes and furniture and most of Sunday wondering where all these scrapes and bruises came from. Are we the only ones who look like we’ve been in a prize-fight after moving-day?
Now we start the process of discovering our new home and finding out her dirty little secrets. The first one we found was a note with pool instructions that was taped over a giant hole in the wall. That wasn’t found until my husband took the note down Saturday to read it. There are fun things to be discovered, like the frogs outside our bedroom window who chirp at night, and the not-so-fun things, like the garage. Continue reading →