Valid excuse: I finally moved home.
And if you have ever moved home with your family then you must know how stressful and time consuming it is. Not to mention I have been dealing with a growing princess.
I haven't blogged as I want to do it all at once so I can post the outcomes of the decorated rooms (when they eventually get decorated), recycled home goods and my new hobbies and fashion posts.
THE UPDATE:
I was in that tower for over 5 years, 2 by myself, 3 with my husband and 1 with Ny.
So I guess I could get emotional about it. I moved in as a teenager. Between 18-19 years old. And left as a Woman, Mother and Wife.
I've had lots of good times there. A whole lot of bad times there. And too many crazy times there.
But.....that is the home my daughter came home to and also my husband. Where we were most settled.
When we first moved to our new home a few weeks back, it did feel a bit funny. And Ny wouldn't sleep properly. Which I can understand.
And now?
We are surrounded by boxes and junk still lol even though I threw about 80% away before we got here. And I'm living like a squatter sometimes. But I'm sure when it eventually (again, I hope) gets cleared one day we will all be a bit more happier and free.
What I love is that we can all call this home our own and that we all moved here AS a family.
But what I'm excited about is that I can hopefully put my touch on this house and make it into something I will feel a bit more positive in and use my creative side whilst not using it at all. And I can show you all. I love design anyway so it's great for me.
You know me I've been shopping and hunting to turn this dolls house into a work of art. Well.... By my standards lol. And on a budget too. Well apart from one thing for my daughters room which I'm saving for but hey! Let me live a little!
Home sick? A bit.
Would I go back? I don't think so.
Do I miss there? Yeah the outside.
So here is to future fun, creativity, special moments and memories and a clear head for myself. Also my daughter and husband.
By UMM NY ♥
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