Open House! Come on in!

An open house can be stressful, but we've done a few and the one tomorrow will be no different. We're up early straighten up the house and clear out.  Sometimes we go to Barnes & Nobel to sit in the cafe, sometimes to the movies, or see whatever else we can find to do.

I've spent the last few days saying goodbye to the house and welcoming the new family. I now refer to this as "that house" and "their future home" instead of my house. I'm ready, Universe! Let's go get a Florida house!

I used to foster dogs but since the house is selling, I'm not taking one right now.  Selling a home with dog hair on the furniture and that sometimes sweet smell of wet dog, isn't always that easy. Selling without animals, they say, is easier.

I just miss having a dog in the house soooo  much!

Today I watched a couple of Doxies for a friend and I had the best time playing and loving these two beauties. They were extremely sweet and gentle and loving. They are my friends foster pups and they are such good dogs I know they will get adopted fast. Hopefully together. 

It was just really nice to have dogs in the house, even if just for a little while.
Plan for future?
Sell house
Move to Florida
Buy house

Rescue a dog (or maybe two!)

To Love a Home

We'd like to move to Florida so we listed our home. It's a nice home and to open my heart to you: I'm in love with it. I raised my kids here, went through the majority of my life here, and worked on it and in it. My husband practically rebuilt most of it to our own design. It's very personally ours.  It will break my heart to leave, but both my kids moved to Florida and I know I will not be happy until I'm near them again.

I've often said I wish I could take this house with me and I wonder if that energy is preventing us from moving forward.

I need to release my house to the next family. Let it go so I can move on to the next part of my life.  It's been said you can't move forward if you're holding on to the past. The past was beautiful and has so many happy memories, but it's time to make new memories. Time to let this beautiful home find a new family to raise. It's a good home for kids, a nice neighborhood, good schools.

Dear New Family,
This is a home of love and laughter. You can grow and be happy here. It will be a beautiful life.
Welcome home,
the other family

I release this home to the universe. I release this home to the new family that will love it and take care of it.

God bless you home. I'm ready to move on to a new life and a new home. It's time.

Suddenly Sixty

Funny, I don't feel sixty.
Except at work where I'm surrounded by coworkers the same ages as my kids. Yeeek!  The weird thing is, sometimes they talk to me as a coworker, sometimes as a mom. Yes, they want their cuts looked at and advice for how to handle that snarky so called friend, then they talk business with me. It's a very strange land I live in now.
Suddenly Sixty.

My kids moved 900 miles away and it broke my heart. I'm happy that they moved to a less expensive state and are doing great in their jobs, but they're 900 miles away. :(
Last week my dog went to Heaven. Another heartbreak. I cry every day now. I look to her spot on the couch and where she naps under the table as if I expect to see her. It was sudden. Wednesday fine, Thursday sick and rushed to the dog hospital, Friday gone. I can't stop crying.
I washed her beds and blankets intending to donate them to a rescue. They're still in my car. I can't let them go yet.


On top of all this, work sucks. Changes are being made and it's not what I signed up for. I told them I didn't want to travel. I never had a job where I had to travel and I don't like driving. Done.

List the house, move to Florida. Wish me luck.
Listing a house is like an opening night 24/7. Always be ready for the house to be "on" and ready to show. Its exhausting. Couple that with the fact we had to de-personalize the house, it doesn't even feel like our home anymore. None of my art is around the house, I don't have a workshop anymore (now it's a bedroom.) Boring beige bland house.

And I'm itching to paint something. Anything. Before I used to paint all the time. Now all my stuff is put away. Hidden in a box in storage. Blah.

I can't wait to move! Get me into my own home again with an art studio and family photos on the wall.


Sell this house and bring me to my new home in Florida! I will it to happen soon!  Please send positive vibes this way! Sell the house! Sell the house! Sell the house!