Who knew we had this much stuff?? In all honesty, most of this stuff that we moved to this new home is my husband's and Emma's....i have clothes (umm, yeah, a lot of those...) and shoes (okay, yeah, a lot of shoes, too...), my 6 precious llardo pieces and my cookbooks (i LOVE me some cookbooks, especially with photos!). Oh, and a painting that i bought for me with my Mom before she passed away. Oh, almost forgot, about 20 (yeah, yeah...) plants. That's it. Really. Never mind, i DO have a lot of stuff...but i've made a promise to myself that whatever isn't unpacked in three months is outta here. If i didn't need it in those three months, the chances that i need it are slim to none.
It doesn't feel like home here yet...i guess that will take time. Something has kinda surprised me, though....when i bought my first house, i had neighbors who brought me fresh baked cookies, a welcome basket and who offered friendship. I made many friends that i wouldn't normally have had the chance to make. I decided that i would do that, too, be a 'welcome to the neighborhood' girl for the next new neighbor. And i did. It seemed like the friendly thing to do: to welcome a newcomer into your neighborhood. And really, it was fun to get to meet my new neighborhood families. At my next home, i was happily greeted the same way and i did the same to other new neighbors. But here, well, i haven't seen anyone. No one. Not one person. Wait a second, i did yesterday-i saw a woman with a child in a stroller. Had i been dressed, lol, i would have ran out, chased her down and introduced myself. My husband tells me that the "Welcome Wagon" is a thing of the past and that most families are so busy working and taking care of children, well, they just don't have time to do the things that they use to do. Perhaps he's right, but i hope not. I guess i'm going to have to go out and knock on some of my neighbor's doors and introduce myself...
These two rooms are my favorite so far...but of course, how in the heck do you decorate on slanted walls?? The second photo is part of my (i mean, "our") bedroom--i love those windows. I should take a photo of the garage with all of the boxes stacked, just waiting for me....
Back to my boxes....
1 thoughtful comments:
I wouldn't worry that you haven't seen your neighbors yet. I don't normally see or talk to most of our neighbors during the cold months. We all seem to come out when the weather warms up.
And no, the unpacking never ends! We've lived in our current house for 10 years now and I remember we were still unpacking boxes 1-2 years after moving in! Of course my hubby is a major pack rat which makes it tougher.
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