We’ve been in the rental house for almost couple weeks now.  We’re still “moving in” in a sense, as it’s taken this long for me to even blog about being in the house.  Today I got a mini-blind hung in the master bedroom, put up an organizer bar in the kitchen, and got a few other little things taken care of.

It’s weird settling in, knowing I’ll be out of this house as soon as possible.  Half of my world is still - and shall remain - packed away in boxes.  I’m at a changing point in my life.  The years of my life thusfar is mostly boxed up.  My future waits to be unboxed.  My present life is comfortable, though temporary.

I’m just gald it won’t be long before Jill and I can call another house our own home.  I can unpack my room full of boxes.