A new place to call home, that is. We've moved and have now become renters. Ugh. The last space we rented was an overpriced one bedroom apartment in East Flagstaff that I would slide off of I-40 to get to work at Home Depot in the snow. Oh, those were the days...
We've moved four times in six years. Two moves into the back into the same house! You would think with all the moving, that we would have pared down our stuff but even in this much bigger rented space, our stuff just seems to inflate into the space. We give away stuff regularly, either to sell, donate or to family. I give up!
The plus side to this house is the four bedrooms, one for each kid even though the youngest and oldest are sleeping in the same room as I write this.
Carter's first bedroom of his own (we're still working on the bed):
Amelia's lovely new wall decals:
Another one is the huge backyard with a real fence that Cody can't jump over. Not to mention the short commute for me- I think this house cuts my commute time to about 10 minutes. Love.
Of course, as with any house there some drawbacks. Although this house is large, it does not utilize the space well. I mean, I've dealt with a "Barbie" kitchen before but this one I think has smaller cabinets than I did in the Philippines. We didn't take the hint that there was a space to hang our pots from the ceiling, there's a reason for that.
Our bathroom has no drawers to put anything in, good thing my makeup is pretty simple. The living area is also small, we're used to more open spaces.
Also, the dryer was not working at first:
I wonder if it had anything to do with the world's largest lint collection I have ever seen. I don't think the last tenants ever changed the lint trap.
So far, we are surviving. One night we managed to get the living room and formal area organized, made me feel so good, like I have a space to breathe in. Until little hands dump out the crayon tub all over the floor.
It's hard not to get overwhelmed and end up doing nothing. I'm kind of a black and white/do nothing or do everything 110% and it's exhausting dealing with all this. So I think God is really working on me here, getting me to be balanced in my approach. There's that word again: balance, which also was my New Year's resolution. Apparantly it's something I'll be working on all year long because that's how long it will take to move into this house, ahem.