So, I'm sitting on my couch (thanks
mione1977 ) drinking my coffee, enjoying the breeze coming from my front door reading my book with CMT on softly in the background. Downstairs I have some laundry going in my washer and dryer. My house is relatively clean (minus the recently flooded basement) and I don't feel much pressure to get up and do anything productive. Jeremy is paintballing in Peoria this morning and won't be back to wrestle the remote from me until this evening. All of a sudden I stopped reading, stretched and thought: this is heaven!
I'm loving my new house soooo much. We've owned it for almost 2 months now (the 25th will be two months exactly), we've been moved in for a little less time than that, but already I'm feeling very settled and content here. Kelin is moving in next weekend, and I think soon after that we will start work on the master bedroom upstairs so it will be ready for us to live in before winter. Soon I'll start research on a new furnace, but the money doesn't freak me out as much anymore, thanks to my kickass new job. Overall, life is good. Sometimes I feel myself slipping into Coyote Blue (when everything is right, but you are so afraid that something might go wrong that it ruins your balance) but I've been working on that lately. Overall, I'm feeling damn good, and I have to say, that's a great feeling :)