This is it. This is what it feels like to be on the verge of something amazing. Toes over the edge, wind in my hair, butterflies in my stomach. This is what it feel like to take that final step. This is what it feels like to fly.
I wrote that in my journal the night before we moved to North Carolina. We are here, Y'all. We did it. We are home.
I haven't written a post on here in a very long time. Mostly because there was nothing really to say. Nothing new to report. For the month prior to our move, we were busy painting and scrubbing and everything that involves getting a house ready to sell. It was a lot of hard work and there was not much time to think of meaningful and interesting things to write about on here.
Since moving, there seems to be no shortage of meaningful and interesting things going on.
Spending time at the beach is on the top of that list.
Also, going on outings to places like the aquarium,
the farmer's market,
bike riding,
the ferry,
the dentist,
and visiting old (and new) friends.
Of course we've been having a lot of fun at home too.
Morning coffee,
gardening,
even a solar eclipse.
I think that pretty much catches you up on our lives here.
Oh yeah, Papa also got a job AND is going back to school.
He's pretty busy. We are pretty proud.
