HOME, AT LAST

Despite last week’s monsoon, my move to the new apartment was successful. I have a list of people to thank… they stepped up when I really needed them and made this the smoothest move I’ve ever had.

I’m about 2/3 of the way unpacked and I can now find most everything I need and have cooked a few meals in my new spiffy kitchen. The best part of all is how quiet this place is and quiet encompasses many things, such as no highway noise, very little traffic noise, no loud, booming stereos at any time of day, no packs of screaming, unsupervised kids… like I said, very tranquil and quiet.

In fact, I almost feel like I need to maintain the “hush.”

I’ve been sitting on the floor of my living room a few nights now, and I have no doubt I will have some sort of chair or loveseat in here soon. I had hoped sitting on the floor would motivate me to buy new furniture and after one week, it’s worked.

I am so thankful for this new haven, I can’t even put it into words yet. To borrow from some great friends of mine, The 4207 will be even more homey after I hang pictures and set out more things that remind me this is the place God provided for me.

I’m still wondering what my neighbors will think of me as I scream my way through football season…