It’s been a hectic but wonderful week. This morning, waking up in bed in our new home, marks a full week since moving day. In that time, I’ve been unpacking, organizing, beautifying, and otherwise basking in the increased space and sense of newness and possibility.
I haven’t had the time, or rather, made the time, to write for weeks now, but I’m feeling really inspired to write about this experience of leaving and grieving a place that I loved so deeply, and starting fresh in a space that feels like a ten out of ten to me.
Anyone who knows me well knows that I missed my calling as a personal organizer, and that I get an absurd amount of joy out of organizing and decorating and generally tidying things up. So, as much as it is ‘work’ to put a home in order, especially while full time parenting a toddler, I’m having so much fun finding new homes for all of my things, especially any beautiful decorative objects I had forgotten I even owned, having packed them all away in boxes years ago when I said goodbye to my office in order to make space for a nursery.
And now, once I unpack the remaining boxes and move some things around and find myself a desk, I’ll have a dedicated space in our home to write in, which truly feels like a dream come true.
So much newness and goodness happening right now, and I’m excited to share more. Until then, I’m enjoying settling into my new space and routines, and, after a big period of upheaval, getting my feet planted firmly on the ground.