So, we bought a house. My new commute consists of winding country roads, chickens in the road and lots of traffic. But I love it.
Moving into our new house was a little bittersweet for me though. I'm one of those sentimental people who hates change. So even though I was really tired of tiny apartment living, I was sad to leave our first home together. For two years, this was the place where we learned a lot about each other and grew together.
This is where we had our routines and rituals. Where we laughed a lot and disagreed a little. Had coffee table picnics at dinner every night because we didn't have a kitchen table. Had friends over to play board games and family dinners on Sundays. Where we woke up early one day to a living room flood. We had our first Christmases and Tim had shingles.
We had lazy Saturday mornings with lots of coffee. I did a million loads of laundry and cooked dinners with Tim. And the living room was always a mess because that's where I did all of my projects.
I have the best memories from our first home but I know the memories we make in our new home will be even better. Here's to the next chapter!
My cousin Brittany is an amazing photographer, she captured our home perfectly. Be sure to follow her on Instagram!
I can't wait to show you our new home and share the adventures of home ownership! I'm sure there are alot of DIY and decorating posts ahead.