It makes me indescribably grateful that Phillip and I have found our (dream) home. After tears, torment, tantrums, arguments and immeasurable frustration, we have a house. Not just a house, but a very, very, very fine house. I know most of you have seen the photos of Facebook and commented on them, but really, I've posted for me to admire once again.
|The backyard and vege patch.|
|The view from one of the 'guest' bedrooms.|
|Our cat-to-be, Hazel! I'm so excited to have a cat again - the vendors can't take her to Canada with them, so we've agreed to take her on.|
The last six months have been full of tumult, drama, hopes and disappointment - it's such a feeling of relief to know that there's an end (of that particular stress) in sight.
But wait, there's more! It's the feeling of a new beginning and a fresh start. A home that is our own, that we can paint the walls and decorate and enjoy as ours. A home that we can fill with touches of ourselves, to welcome guests and have room to move. A home in which we can grow, laugh and love.
I'm so excited and thankful that Phillip and I will be starting this awesome, new chapter together in the next 5 weeks... actually, the closing date is in 33 days; not that I'm counting.