Remember when the back of an SUV used to be more than enough room to transport yourself plus everything you owned for a move? Say back-and-forth to college, or as newlyweds, for instance?
Five years, two (and a half) kids, and a couple of apartments later, and it takes the back of an SUV, a 15-foot truck (packed to the brim), the back of a Prius, and the back of another SUV to haul all your stuff.
(I blame the kids.)
But we're here!
And we've got us some exploring to do.
In case you were wondering about the neighborhood playground:
It checks out.
(Their little minds = blown.)
And possibly my favorite part? THE PLAYROOM. We have a playroom. It needs to be fun-ed up a bit, but for now I'm happy that the toys are (relatively) CONTAINED. It's a new home miracle!
(Also, I would like to point out that from the first picture to the second picture above, a bookshelf has been moved in with things on it that have started to be ORGANIZED. That's called PROGRESS, people!)
House tour to come! Though don't hold your breath. When you move from an apartment that's almost exactly half the size, and then put some money down on a house, well, I haven't taken a math class for a solid decade here but add a few rooms, subtract the changes you want to make, realize how much furniture it will take to fill said rooms, multiply by the number of boxes that still need to be unpacked, remember that you're an interior designer so you have IDEAS, DAMMIT, carry the one and...you're going to need to save up some money for quite some time before things are "done".
But we're here (well, Tyson is gone again to work, BUT for all intents and purposes WE ARE HERE) and we love it.
Because there might be boxes to unpack, but it's still fall.