So, yesterday was Avery's last day with Miss Pam. I cried. She cried. It was a sad day.
Last night, we watched the Rangers. I won't even get into that one.
Today we moved. And it was not a great experience with the movers we hired. We ended up having to do much of it ourselves because the customer service person who set up our move didn't seem to know how to communicate. So they showed up with a trailer half the size it should have been. Whatever.
We still have some more to do tomorrow, but tonight is the first night in a new house. I haven't lived in a house in so long, it's going to take me a little while to get used to it. Dogs barking, shadows of trees in the window at night. I always get a little depressed in a new house, just not feeling like it's home, missing my old place. And it's no different at this one. It took Avery a little while to fall asleep tonight, and she is sleeping in our room with us. I think it's just going to take a little while to get settled in.
The house we moved into is older. It's got hardwood floors throughout and alot of the original fixtures. There are some things we are going to do, like paint, but probably nothing else. I do have some great decorating ideas, though.
Here are some pictures of how the house looks tonight...
What will be the dining room, after all of the stuff is moved
This is my favorite area, so far. It's the entrance/foyer...I have some great ideas for that little seating area
The living room, with my handsome husband
The other half of the living room
Our first major house purchase
As happy as I am about moving, and as glad as I am to be here, I am still a little sad about spending the night somewhere new. I find myself missing my apartment and I don't really know why, except that it's just familier. Do any of you ever feel that way when sleeping in a new home? Maybe I am just weird. Tomorrow, I will take pictures of the ginormous backyard that the dogs are loving. Have a good night!