I woke up in utopia today. We were scheduled to come home for a few mid winter break days tomorrow, but I decided to make a dash for stepford before the storm and cross my fingers that I would beat the snow. My timing was perfect, traffic cut us some slack, and I got back in stepford in time to drop the kids and bear bait off at the house and make a dash for whole foods too. Pretty much as soon as I unloaded the groceries from the truck the snow went from a lovely playful light swirling gentle snow shower to RUN FOR COVER SNOW. This was fine with me, as a matter of fact, I pretty much said (at least a dozen times) on the way home that it better snow 2 feet because I left utopia a day early. So, thanks mother nature. You came through for me.
Once I was safe and sound in the house I started to weird myself out thinking about how comfortable and cozy I am in this great space that I had a hand in designing and picked out every tile and outlet and door knob for. I looked out the kitchen window (see photo) and thought about how I gaze out the kitchen window every storm and other times too (my sink faces it and I like to watch the squirrels frolic) and how even if I take the same table and chairs and put them outside another kitchen window it just won't be the same.
Yeah, I'm excited about new town, it has so much potential, but folks, the fact is that somehow I got incredibly comfortable here in stepford. I guess 13+ years in one spot will do that to a girl. Also, a great big over the budget renovation. Also, I have a great bedroom because it used to be the actual attic on our split level house, and now it is a big honking bedroom and I like that bedroom. As a matter of fact, it is such a great space that last week when Josh's car pool buddy came to my house with a splinter in his butt (a whole other story) and I took the kid up to my room for his butt exposing privacy and also because that is where the tweezer is and when we walked into my bedroom the 9 year old kid said "Wow, this a great space." I wanted to cry.
I don't want to get used a new space. I want to move the space I already have. And a few friends too. I should be able to relocate my inner circle. Right? I guess the big move is becoming a reality, and now that the new year is here, we are thinking of actually going to go to some open houses and not just virtual stalking the houses on a myriad of real estate web sites. It's becoming more real and therefore less theoretical and more scary. Hold me.
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