The Dear Man and I recently moved into our first home together, and he’s very much my favorite human ever, so the happiness level is unprecedented.
And our house is so beautiful, I can hardly stand it. I just keep flapping and bursting into spontaneous applause.
So: happy house. And: house beautiful. Also: house chaotic.
The place is so full of unpacked boxes, I can hardly sit still long enough to type these words.
The library currently looks like this…
…and it’ll probably be that way for a while. And I’m weirdly OK with that.
Because: the spices are alphabetized, the kitchen drawer dividers are in place, I whipped up a frittata for dinner, and there are flowers in a vase.
But in the moments when my mind wanders free, I ponder the Unruly Library and I dream big dreams.
In the short term, it’ll be a weird mish-mosh of bookcases (and not enough of them), but eventually…
One day, it’ll be a dream come true.
In the meantime, the big dream has become realized, and we’re living in this gorgeous, dreamy space that I can hardly believe is ours.
And in these moments, I know I am truly blessed.
So please tell me… What’s your best advice for people who’ve recently moved to a new place?