Buying a house is way more fun than the cleaning and packing that comes after it. But I’ve always been a better shopper than cleaner.
We haven’t even been here a year – but we’re already moving – that just doesn’t seem right. Then I remind myself that we’re moving into a home of our own & I get happy.
This is what one of my precious colleagues said when I told him we bought a house, “oh crap, that means we’re stuck with her.”
Yes, sir. You are indeed stuck with me. (he likes to give me shit – it’s a twisted- brother-sister-hate-bicker-like relationship) He and I definitely don’t dance and sing to High School Musical songs – unlike my little brother-sister combo are doing right now.
Buying a house also means that I’ll be in Atlanta for a while. That’s something I haven’t quite wrapped my brain around; maybe that will come with time.
In between all the cleaning and packing – I’m hoping to find some time to get some scrapping done. Here’s one I did last weekend: