Sentimentality

Greetings from inside my new kitchen. We had our walk through on Friday and I got to sit inside while Jake did the lame-o outside stuff. While I sat inside I sat on the counter top and thought about how weird it is that in less than a week things will be new. New beginnings and new changes. A new way to watch the sunset and a new way to drive home. Two things I will miss the most about living in my old house. I had the best sunset windows and we took Main Street everywhere we went. Your life is enriched every time to get to drive between all those old trees. That house and that neighborhood will never be replaced but will always be tender to me.

I am pretty disappointed that our friends that were moving into the new neighborhood as well may not be moving there. Though my sadness is met thousand folds by the people that are happy that they are staying where they are. I just won't get the pitty invite to things when they invite her and feel bad for not inviting m too. She is much more likable than I.

So just a few more days and we will close on our house. And two more months and we will have a new baby. Weird, weird, double weird. But nonetheless exciting. I'll never forget my little kids crawling on those floors or eating on the bar. And it will be really weird to be back in Farmington in a different place. The east side is awesome. I just have to run a little farther to get to the Lagoon trail, it will help me get back in shape :)

So to the new and love to the old.
In memory of the old house. That now hold worthy inhabitants that luckily are becoming friends so with our loss we also gain.



Two of my three children were conceived in that bedroom.. hee hee... Let's hope the next house holds the same fertility powers if we so choose to have another! (sorry if that was TMI than you are on the wrong blog.)