Hi everyone!
Welcome to the last week in July.
We've had a lot of thunderstorms and rain here. Today was a partly sunny day and quite nice.
I got the laundry done for the week and have discovered that I'm completely okay with not having a washer and dryer in my home (first time for that in more than three decades)
I take it. I get out of the house. I listen to some pretty terrific music.
I arrive. I smile at the others there doing the same as me... many young mothers. People my age.
I wash it all at once and then dry it all at once. Fold it. Enjoy the drive back home.. run any errands while I'm out. Maybe grab a coffee. Stop for a walk.
And then once its home its all put away.
Call me crazy. But I rarely had a empty laundry hamper with having a washer and dryer... and its just me. So idk. But this is working.
If I bought a washer and dryer, the hook ups are in the bathroom here.
I now have the bathroom set up like I like it with some shelves etc... and that would eliminate that space so I've decided to just keep things the way they are :-)
Here are a few photos of little areas I have set up.
This is a 1974 mobile home. Completely renovated inside and outside but there are retro features that were left and I'm in love with those.
The wood paneling first and foremost.
The lights over the kitchen sink , a cool built in light on the living room accent wall, where there is also a large mirror (guess where the Christmas tree will be going??)
So many windows too.
Sydney has a spot right at one of the living room windows and he seems to love it.
Frankie has settled in quite nicely.
With healing from my broken ankle (which by the way I fell at work the week before I was moving) Thank goodness for my family and friends.
But the unpacking has taken lots longer. So when I share photos, excuse any boxes you might still see or super cluttered areas. I actually prefer some clutter tho. But I am still in process of putting things away, getting rid of some stuff and setting things up how I am happy with it.
Walking in here. The feeling of home overwhelms me. I am so grateful that this came available right when I needed it. Still in the country, but right off a paved road and a little bit closer to work.
The last place I lived, my friends dubbed the Healing House. And it was that for me. I'll always remember the walls of that place and the things I learned about myself there.
This one is the Authentic House. I already feel it. And am grateful for another journey.
I hope to have a post here every Monday again.
