That Home

"Where the windows are breathing in the light,

Where the rooms are a collection of our lives,

This is a place where I don't feel alone

This is a place that I call my home... "

--The Cinematic Orchestra

Home.

I never thought I'd be okay leaving our other house

Where we brought home our long-awaited baby

Where we were finally a family

Where she stood, walked, laughed, cried, and blossomed.

I made it out by not lingering.

If I spent too long in that empty house, I felt tightness growing in my chest.

So I made a quick departure.

I'm facing forward towards our future

And watching her run, bound, dance, and grow in this new home.

Our House, In The Middle Of Our Street

Well, we did it.
We found our house!
It wasn't the mid-century architectural gem I was originally pursuing, but it is a mid-century treasure in its own right.
And cheap! That is the best part.
(Seriously, if you ever wanted to move to Florida...the house prices are back to where they were 8 years ago, before the boom. It's crazy.)
I had to post a picture of the house in its current state. I'll post updates as they happen.
Doesn't everyone love seeing before/after pics? Isn't that why we watch House Hunters? Maybe that's just me.
I'm always surprised that people share so much of themselves on their blogs, but for some reason they hardly ever share their homes.
If you want to know about someone, look in their window.
No wait, that's illegal.


But as for me, I'll leave the blinds open for now.