This time last year, Dan and I were working hard to get our house ready to list. When the big day finally arrived, we were nervous. What if it didn't sell? What if we couldn't find a new house in our price range? What if? What if? What if?
I really, really needed to get out of our old house. It was too small for the four of us, and we were always on top of each other. We didn't really have anywhere to just be and have our own space. Because I had grown to intensely dislike our house, I didn't take much interest in caring for it or keeping it neat and tidy.
Now, a year later, we've sold, bought, and moved. We purged and purged and purged. It's been about 9 months and most of the boxes are unpacked and things have PLACES. The kids tend to keep their things in their rooms so the shared living spaces aren't so messy!
|Complete with a white picket fence!|
It's amazing what a change of scenery can do for a person.