Wednesday, July 18, 2012
But...we're finally settling into our new place. This is by no means my dream move, nor my dream home. Another apartment, more tiny living, and not as chic as Apartment Therapy makes it out to be. It's funny how living in a place that was only 350 sq. ft. in NYC was way cooler than 1030 sq. ft. in Texas. If I didn't have children, I'd take the tiny studio in NYC again in a heartbeat.
The move itself is one I wish to never repeat. Last summer we had drought and wildfires. This summer we have abundant rain (thank you, Lord!), a huge blessing for our hot and parched state, but it made moving a nightmare. Torrential downpours, muddy disintegrating boxes, worrying about mud on the brand-new carpet (I hate carpet). Ugh. We were down a helper because he was sick, but the girls were well cared for at a friend's house all.day.long, so I was able to pitch in with lugging things around. We turned in keys to the old place last Friday, to which there was great rejoicing. Goodbye, local neighborhood pharmacists two doors down that were servicing the high school students (and then some). Goodbye cricket population moving into our home.
We aren't in a bigger space, nor are we too much closer into town like I had hoped. The availability in the rental market was slim. Some days I wonder if this was the right move for various reasons, but I do love some things about our new place, namely the fireplace and the windows. The girls are enjoying it now, though it took a couple days for Avery to understand that this was now our home. She calls it our "new apartment house". Eleanor had a couple of rough nights at first but is back to waking up around 4:30 to nurse before getting another 2-3 hours of sleep.
Here's to a fresh start!