Well, we are settling nicely in Michigan, and the transition, I am happy to report, has been smooth and fairly pleasant.
I love our sweet little 1940s house and tree-lined street. When Matt and I were dating I told him that one of my favorite things in the world is a tree-lined street where the tree branches reach over the road and touch. Life’s simple joys.
Our past four out-of-state moves have all been sight unseen. It’s always worked out and is actually kind of exciting pulling up to a place for the first time to “meet” your new home. I squealed with delight when I pulled onto our tree-lined street 3 week ago. The homes are small and older and charming, and there’s lots of green, which I anticipate will become lots of white in a few months.
So while Matt is at work, I’ve just been a busy little bee – unpacking, organizing, and decorating our nest. There is something so satisfying about hanging curtains and staining shelves – doing something productive with your hands and seeing results. I have become reacquainted with our power drill and level and hammer and completed these open shelves the other day. I’m pretty proud of myself for not screwing it up. I love how they turned out!
When Matt came home from work and casually walked right through the previously-crammed-and-messy-but-now-box-free hallway and didn’t seem to notice (!) the difference from when he left that morning, I told him in no uncertain terms that I need him to gush when he comes home and sees the progress I’ve made. He learned that lesson fast. Only now, he’s hyper-aware.
The next day’s conversation:
Matt: “Did you move that plant to this table? It looks great!”
Me: “No, honey. That’s been there for 2 weeks. But thanks for trying more to notice my progress!”
Matt: “That candle. That candle’s new.”
He’s so sweet.
Here’s a sneak peek of our little Michigan nest! More pics to come later!