(Image is of my husband going through paperwork while the movers sort through one small bit of our billion boxes)
Our things came from the movers finally. We have our things, all of the junk, the random and the crazy that makes a place a home.
It’s amazing how much you miss the weird things when your in transition like the pretty stuff I had on the dining room table, or the sign my mom made me for my wedding. Even though it’s hot as balls here, I’ve been missing my jeans. Weird right? But I do!
For the first time in my life I want it to be fall and not just for Halloween (which is my favorite holiday by far!) but for the weather and the season change. The fall leaves changing, the fall festivals, and ok really I love Halloween!
Now off to unpack the what seems like a thousand boxes!