"All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible." ~ T. E. Lawrence
The new home has closed! The move is complete!
It’s been way too long since I’ve managed to drag my butt over to WordPress. I’ve missed you guys! And now we can celebrate!! The past few weeks have been an emotional roller coaster of signing papers, receiving keys to my new home, being told I couldn’t move in yet because of a bank error, rescheduling moving trucks and movers (i.e. friends) and other such craziness. But at long last, on Saturday we made the move into a beautiful new home with my name on the title. I’m so relieved, and euphoric… and tired. So let’s party like it’s NAPTIME! 🙂
The move went smoothly enough after the chaos of waiting for the house to close. We had some amazing friends and my mom (YAY!) come out to help J and I load up the 17 foot Uhaul. I’m so grateful that one of J’s buddies brought over his flatbed truck and trailer. We needed the extra space! And here I thought the Uhaul was way too big for our few (ha!) worldly possessions. Silly things like J’s toolboxes and workbench totally didn’t fit into my equation. We got everything moved to the new house in one trip, supplied pizza and beer to our movers, and started cleaning the old house for renting it out at the end of the month.
Cobalt has settled into his new surroundings more quickly then either of his human counterparts. He’s already cozily napping on his bed in the new living room, frolicking around the big backyard with happy growls and yips, and digging into his meals with renewed vigor. When we first started packing up boxes the poor little guy stopped eating, acted all nervous, and would follow us around the old house at our heels as if we would leave him behind. That’s all forgotten like a bad dream now, thankfully! He doesn’t even seem to consider the old house to be his home anymore.
We were out at the old place giving the walls a fresh coat of paint yesterday and the pup managed to brush his side against a wet wall, nosed my paintbrush, and wagged his tail against another wet wall. We even found yellow paint on his ears. But for the most part he just lazed around waiting for us to pack up and head back “home”. And when we got to the new place he was only too happy to go careening through the hardwood floor hallways with a click of his claws and no friction to slow him down. He definitely knows where his new home is now.
As for J and I? We couldn’t be more happy with our new space! It’s a little bigger with room for us to grow into when we are ready to build up our little family. It’s closer to my work, which means I can start cycling again. J loves the safer, quieter neighborhood. And we both are thrilled to enjoy this new place together. We’re tired, the work isn’t done, but we’re home.
Cobalt’s got it all figured out. It’s not about four walls and a roof. Home really is wherever your loved ones are.