Well, I haven't written in a while. Been B U S Y! I packed my Mom's house for almost three weeks, packed my apartment back up, closed on my Mom's house, closed on a new house for us, and moved us both into the new house on Tuesday, April 8th.
Here is the floorplan:
My Mom has the Master bedroom on the first floor and I have the rooms (and a game room) upstairs.
I have been overwhelmed. I found myself crying, realizing how overwhelmed, tired, exhausted and busy I am. These last couple of months have been tougher on my than I ever realized.
I have wondered before and since the move if I really did the right thing. Is it the right house? The right neighborhood? The right price? Etc., etc.
After driving around Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning looking for places to grab some food, and driving to the pool room (FINALLY was able to get some practice in) and after driving to and from work a couple of times, and now that the kitchen is almost "put up," I can honestly say I finally feel at ease; at home; relieved. I DO love where I live and I more so LOVE that my Mom and I are together!