To go from a big four bedroom two-story house,
to a bedroom or two in your mother in law's house is quite an adjustment.
But it also shows you just how simple you can live...and just how much CRAP you have.
I mean we have our clothes, our computer, my scrappy stuff, our fish, a few toys...and we are making it!
We kept a few of the boys favorite books...
Sean and I made each other promise to only spend FIVE bucks on each other for Valentine's Day...so here is what I got him. A little windup robot that grills!
Sometimes I get frustrated here...sometimes i miss my house, and am counting the days until I am in my own home. But most of all I am grateful, and thankful that my MIL opened up here home to a silly, crazy, loud, chaotic family of five so that we can follow our heart and our dreams.
I am scared as hell to move and leave everything I have ever known. I did it at a young 17 when I went into the Air Force, but I only had to worry about myself. Not Sean-John Silver, Gingy-Bread, Bingo-Bango, and Martini Navritalova.
But leaving is what I feel that I must do. What WE feel WE must do. I will have a HUGE feeling of accomplishment. I'm scared. But excited. and ready.