Settling Into A New Home

A sunny morning at the camp.

 Last year, in early September, I started a new adventure by moving out of my childhood home and moving three miles away to the other side of town. My then boyfriend (now husband) was also at a place of change and we started the adventure together. We rented a large farmhouse that had a huge yard. It had beautiful tin ceilings, hardwood floors, a front porch swing, and beautiful landscaping. It was just what we needed at the time. The opportunity to rent landed in our laps and the timing was right. A year later, we decided to transition to a permanent home. We were on the lookout for houses that we could afford and discovered something perfect.
 The new house was not super exciting to me, at first. When we first toured the home, I really didn't know what to think. However, the realtor was a woman who we both have known since childhood and I trusted her. When we first stepped into the house, I was a bit alarmed by the smell of cigarette smoke. Although I'd grown up with smokers, this was a whole other level of smoking. Some of the rooms were oddly painted and the ceilings were stained with nicotine. However, I could see the potential. The house had good bones and a nice yard, it was in a a good neighborhood and it was the change and challenge that we wanted.
After a lot of hard work (and packing) we moved out of the rental house and moved our possessions into the garage of our new home. However, we did not move in. The house needed some work. I'll give all the details about that in a later post.

A view of the lake, before sunrise.

 The town that we moved to was the next town over from our hometown. Since we couldn't move into the house as soon as we bought it, we remained at our rental until the end of September, and then we stayed at a family members camp. The nice thing about the camp location was that it was close to the house so I could go there during the day to work and it was close to where my husband works so, he didn't have a long commute.
So, every day, I'd spend some time at my parents' house, watching reruns of Heartland and streaming new episodes of Haters Back Off on Netflix. Sometimes, I'd get some laundry done, too. Then, I'd go to the new house and paint. Once the living room floors were installed, the bedroom floors painted, walls and ceiling painted and the bathroom shower and toilet installed, we moved in. I was eager to get into the house, even if it was still a work in progress. While the camp on the lake was a relaxing place to stay, I really wanted to be in our home.

Sunrise on the lake.

Yesterday, we were finally able to get our internet set up. For the most part, I've unpacked everything. Since the bathroom isn't yet done, most of my bathroom supplies are still in the garage. Also, we haven't begun work on our dining room. I don't think we will begin work on that unto late spring of 2017. So, for now, the dining room furniture will remain in the garage as well. I'm just happy to be here, even if I can't find half of the things I have when I want them. Today, I'm going to bake cupcakes and that will be so relaxing. The cold weather is already here, so I'll be staying cozy inside and baking.
What I wasn't prepared for, even though I should know better, is how exhausted I am. Under normal circumstances, I get tired easily and require rest each day. However, because I've been so focused on getting work done on the house, I've been pushing myself more than I should, and not resting. Now, I am paying the price. I am more tired than usual and I'm exhausted all the time. So, knowing this, I am going to take it easy today and tomorrow and rest when I need to. Otherwise, I could make myself very sick.
I'm so happy to be settled in and to be able to return to blogging. I can't wait to share more about the work we've done and to share more about my adventures in ta new town. Thank you for being so patient while I took my break to focus on the house. Until next time~ Toodahloo!