Big Changes or the truth about location, location, location

A big plunge for me. A couple months ago I bought a new home for me and the kids. It was excitng, scary, liberating and exhilarating all in one. I can't even tell you how much I love this place. When "they" say how important location is, they really mean it. I've moved to the absolutely best neighborhood, EVER. I could have gotten a bigger house somewhere else, but then it would not have been THE HOUSE. This was the one that when I took the kids to see it, everyone loved it. Sure there was some sadness and nerves about moving, but this is was the place we could actually see our futures in. So after some brief negotiating, an inspection and a few weeks of anxiety waiting for everything to be finalized, we moved into to the house I expect to send my kids off to college from. It's not a huge place...in fact by some standards it's quite small. But, haven't you heard small is the new black. The space is so well configured. I feel like this is my forever home. When I drive through the neighborhood my heart just sings. I love being in an established neighborhood within walking distance to parks and funky little shops and eateries. I could go on and on...but I wont, lol.

Check it out...doesn't it look inviting? I'm still sprucing, tweaking and settling in. That's how it is when you've got a fulltime job. You do things in fits and starts. But, it'll get there. I've already been able to host family comfortably which is something I had a hard time doing in our old home. It feels good. Sharing your home.

Oh, that's E. preparing to show me how he can hit a homerun