I have some thrilling news!
For the past couple of days I have been apartment searching-- that's right, I'm moving!
My husband recently got word that he is going to be given a position at the heart of downtown Phoenix; double good news because that means I'll be living in a city again. I have a soft spot for city living, it's how I grew up; while many people dream of escaping to more natural corners of the world, I seek the 24/hr hustle and bustle of large city streets. Taking a stroll through the city at night is one way I really enjoy myself; bright lights and music from bars, clubs and even cars thumping away in the background... I realize it's an odd pleasure, but there it is.
The downsides to all this (not that they're truly big deals) is the search to find the right place, and having to move our bedroom set.
The bedroom set was a gift from my mother-in-law, a really lovely one made of solid wood... but therein lies the problem... it's heavy, really heavy. I feel like I'm attempting to move a tree trunk just by trying to move the posts from the bed, and the thought of having to move just one of those pieces up to an apartment that may or may not have an elevator in the peek of summer in Southern Arizona... ugh.
I find it laughably ironic that we should have to pack up just as I finished organizing and cleaning my craft room and the house as I wanted it.... ok, and a touch annoyed. But hey, at least it'll be that much easier to label and organize for packing.
I feel a little regretful that I am leaving behind such wonderful people that live in the quaint little corner of this town where I do. Words fail to quantify how wonderful they all have been; I can't say it or think it enough... if only there was something just as amazing that I could do to show them how much it's meant to me.
See? My friend and neighbor's mother knit me some slippers and a matching pincusion;
Confession: I was literally doing a happy dance, I love them so much.