Remember how I said we’ve been running around like crazy people? Another reason is that we’ve been setting up our abode. I absolutely adore our new house. It’s cute as a button and there’s such a warm, cozy, family feeling baked into the walls.

And it’s really funny, because this house almost never happened. We were out one day with our realtor and Liv going to see a whopping six houses (with a six-year-old!). This house – our house – was having an open house and we happened to be driving by it on our route. Liv and I waited in the car (a child’s patience with house hunting can only go so far), while Greg and our realtor ran inside for a quick walk-through. A few minutes later, I see them emerge and Greg’s laughing and clutching his head. When they get back into the car, Greg tells us that he slammed his head into the ceiling where it slants downward on one side at the top of the stairs. I’m pretty sure he had a mild concussion. So… it’s pretty silly that we went back to that same house for another look just a couple weeks later. And it’s also silly that Greg hit his head (albeit softly) in the exact same spot at the top of the stairs again. And I guess it’s just ridiculous that we ended up falling in love with this place despite our shaky beginnings.

Well, it’s ours now. It’s a work in progress. We love it.