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Bloom Where You Are Planted

When I was in my late teens/early twenties I LOVED the illustrations and sentiments of Mary Engelbreit’s work. I used to buy her yearly desk calendars and then cut out the pictures and make cards out of them. I guess that was sort of the beginning of my scrapbooking/card making days.

One of the illustrations that I have always loved, perhaps more for the words than the art was this one.
We’ve been here three full days now and of course it’s been quite a transition for all of us but since I’m a “glass is half full” kinda girl I know we will “bloom where we are planted.” It’s what we do. So although I miss our old home right now and probably will for a while, this is where I plan to “bloom” in the very near future.

The house is already looking pretty good although I am quite flabbergasted at how much a family of 4.5 can accumulate. It’s a little more overwhelming on this side of things since I really didn’t have to pack much myself. But unpacking? Woah.

My MIL has been wonderful, helping with the boys and of course, unpacking too. She leaves tomorrow and I’m sorta considering forgetting to take her to the airport. Hmmm….

Tonight I cooked my first meal here and while I was standing there browning the meat for tacos it was pretty surreal thinking, “This is my kitchen now…” (although it is a pretty fabulous kitchen!).

The space in this house is truly amazing. The rooms and closets are SO big and both The B Man and Little G have had fun playing in their closet and inside moving boxes. Makes me wonder what are all these toys for again.

Speaking of playing… here they are with the train track they built in the cavernous living room with the assistance of my MIL (please ignore the state of the semi-unpacked house).


So, we are here and doing well. Besides the fact that the cable guy has failed to show up twice and the OMV (Office of Motor Vehicles) was WAY too crowded for our patience level yesterday, things are peachy.

Now to just finish unpacking… I’ll get back to you in a week or two on that part…

Elaine

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