It’s 3:30 in the afternoon and it’s that weird time where I don’t have any projects going at work. It actually freaks me out more than when I have several looming deadlines at once because I keep thinking I’m forgetting something… Oh, yeah, my blog! That thing I haven’t touched in several days. I will totally update that.
I wish I could just leave early, but I made arrangements to meet someone on my way home from work that’s buying something from me a la craigslist style from a Facebook group I’m in. What’s the point of leaving if I’d just have to come back pretty much as soon as I walked into the door at home. Lately I’ve been on this cleaning kick. I pretty much want to throw out everything in my house. A family of four has a lot of junk! It’s amazing how much crap can take up 1600 square feet of home. I take that back, it’s not all crap. I tend to have champagne taste on a beer budget, or something like that. Also, a love for chevron accessories that runs as deep as I am wide. (insert fat joke)
Brian and I have been tossing the idea around of selling this house and moving. (Question mark?) Not sure where, or when, but — soonish. The desire to move has been stirring in my gut for a while now. Doors have opened… and closed. But we’ll see. We’ll keep pursuing bigger and better things. And also houses to live in.
I could probably built a small fort if I gathered all of the home accents I have collected over the years like a giant monument to the shopping gods. I get tired of things quickly and crave change like I do diet coke. So you know, I’m serious, y’all. For the next couple weeks I’ll be hawking Tiffany vases and J. Crew jackets online like some kind of shady drug dealer – is shopping a drug? Don’t answer that. Maybe it’s my crave for change that’s fueling this wanting to move, to change things over, to clear everything out.
Also the thought of moving signifies the ending of a chapter, a life in our first home where we brought two brand new babies home to, where we both grieved and celebrated, and laughed A LOT. But new adventures are fun. There is nothing more exciting than wide open space that is completely… unwritten.