There's No Place Like Home

Drew and I are finally homeowners again.  We moved into our new house in May. And while it was very nice not having a mortgage payment for a few months while we were shacking up in Vicksburg, I am overjoyed to have our own space again. You see, being the OCD person that I can tend to be, I need to know that all of my “things” are in the proper place. This is something that Drew has grown to deal with love when it comes to living together. It drove me crazy to have some things in storage, some at my parents’ house and then some in Vicksburg. I felt like I just couldn't get organized. But now we’re all settled into our new abode. And by settled I mean we have moved in and unpacked most of the boxes but still have yet to order real blinds, hang pictures, curtains and the list goes on. Why did I think we were just going to move in and have everything magically look like a page from the Pottery Barn catalog? As Drew says, we’ll get there. I envy the patience he possesses. For now, here’s a pic of our new place. It’s good to be home!