This past week has been somewhat of a headache. Last week we moved what I planned to be all of our stuff except our kitchen and bedroom so we could continue to stay in the house for a bit longer. Once the floors in the new house were finished we could go ahead and box up the last little bit of our old home and start our next chapter in our new one. Too bad my husband had different plans.
We now are split between living in three houses. Our dogs watch over our old house until the new fence goes up, our new house holds all of our belongings (including most of my clothes...), and we are at my parents house until the floors are finished next week. I have to admit though, it is interesting to be back in my bedroom from high school with everything mainly as I left it. I still stand by my poster of Gone With The Wind but I slightly regret The Fast and the Furious poster. Ah to be young...
Needless to say, that with all of the chaos of moving it has been a rough few days. I appreciate my parents hospitality, but of course without our own space and many more opinions, we have all had a few more blow ups than usual. It has especially been a battle between me and my husband over the little things. So it was much to my surprise tonight when he showed up with pearl earrings and my favorite treat from the local chocolatier. He had no idea how much I needed that thoughtful moment and because of that I had to brag on him.
I'm sure this next week will also bring a few more fights and disagreements, but as I lay here with my sleeping baby tucked in bed between me and my loving husband, it all seems perfect.
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