|I'm holding the keys|
|It's the little things that make such a big difference|
|Roll in shower|
|Bathroom after I Anncredibled it|
Well, I fell a long way and I landed on my feet (so far). I am now a proud homeowner of an AWESOME house that happens to be handicapped accessible in very subtle ways. It's been a very long journey with many ups and downs. The air conditioner caused a massive leak in the attic, and the laundry room flooded with approximately 600 gallons of water, all before I completely moved in. But....I have recovered, both mentally and mostly with the repairs.
I have spent the last week moving tote after tote after tote. If I never see another 18 gallon tote, I will be happy. My friends came to my aide and saved me having to move entirely by myself. I even had a friend drive 11 hours just to help. For all of that, I am so thankful. I still can barely move...even typing hurts. And how on earth did I get a bruise in between my toes?? (damn toes)
Anyone that knows me, knows that within 24 hours I had the entire place unpacked and decorated. I feel at home. I feel happy. I still waiver between feeling like I'm over my head, with feeling proud of myself. But I am here. And after buying and changing my first toilet seat, then crawling in the attic to dig in a condensate drip pan, I feel like roaring and drinking a beer. (yeah, I don't know what that means) Just wait till my friend Brenda and I do lawn care!
Last night was the first night that I did not collapse into bed from exhaustion. Because of that, my ears perked up when I heard noises right outside the house. I sprung out of bed, grabbed my knife and phone, and snuck through the house (yeah, I'm a total badass. lol). As I tip-toed through the living room, I saw a figure in the window in front of me. He was a scary, hunched-over man walking past my front window. I was ready to cut him.
What I didn't realize at the time was that the garage light goes directly through my house from back to front, and the figure I saw was merely my own shadow on the curtain. Luckily, I didn't start swinging or I could have gotten hurt. I found out today that the noise was a neighborhood cat making himself at home on my porch. Also, I am now working on standing up straighter.
Tonight is the first night with the kids in the house. I hope I have made it feel like home for them so they sleep well. At least I know I will cut somebody to protect them! :)