We’ve been in our new house for nearly two months, and to be perfectly honest, it feels like we’ve always been here. And now, on the other side, I can sit in the peace and reflect.
Packing felt stressful, it felt like too much. I think now that it wasn’t, it just all goes. It all goes in a box, gets labeled, and goes. Unpacking? That sucks. Do I want this? Do I need this? Where do I want this to live forever and ever, amen? Can’t it just stay in a box in the attic? (I have an attic now).
Motivation is key when unpacking. Our unpacked boxes were all in the front living room (I have two living rooms now, and we have to specific. I know. I can’t believe it.), but the Christmas tree is supposed to go in the front living room so it can be seen from the road. “Well then I guess we can’t get the tree until all these boxes are unpacked,” said my genius husband who knows how to light a fire. And those boxes were unpacked in four days.
And now, Christmas is in 13 days. I sit on my couch and look around. I can’t think of a single thing to put on my Christmas list. I have more than I need, and I am thankful.
A pool float, with a cupholder. I should put that on the Christmas list. (I have a pool now.)
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This is beautiful! I’m so happy you love your new house so much. I can’t wait to see it!
Thank you, Courtney! I can’t wait for you to see it! We’ll have a Carlstrom family pool party. Or just a party if we don’t feel like waiting until summer 🙂
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