Moving is for the birds...

 I hope I never have to move again.  I'm not a fan.  It wasn't so bad when pretty much all I had were clothes and a tv.  Now I have Jack.  And he has way more stuff that I even thought he had. 

We are trying very hard to find a home for everything in the house.  In our last house we were tripping over everything that didn't have a place and it drove us nuts!  So instead of just shoving it in a closet and being all moved in, we still have stuff in boxes and piles waiting to be put away in a neat and organized fashion. Yup, I'm about 2 days away from shoving things in the closet.

Bobby's been having mini panic attacks each time we go to the store.  We show up for a few items and walk out $300 later.  But we will both be much happier when we go to open those closets and thing don't fall out. 

Speaking of closets, our master closet is beautiful.  We can both stand in there fairly comfortably and clothes don't swallow you whole the minute you cross the threshold.  My jeans are all neatly stacked along with my sweaters.  Nobody is tilting over and nobody is crowded.  My shirts aren't jammed so tightly that when I take one out all the rest around it fall off their hangers.  My shoes all have little cubbie homes.  Life is great in that closet.  Let's just hope life stays so good..

My kitchen is just fabulous.  I love it in there.  It's so open and easy to work in.  There are plenty of cabinets for all my stuff, even two empty ones above the fridge!  My kitchen aid mixer can live right on the counter where everyone can gaze at how pretty she is.  I spend most of my time making sure it's spic and span, so when the boys walk in it, I am right behind picking up after their tornado ways.  They are boys, you know...

Our bedroom feels a little bare still.  We have much more space than our last bedroom.  We could easily fit another dresser and chair in there.  I'm sure Bobby would be so happy to hear that...

The one thing I am a little disappointed in, are the walls.  Now I have big plans for paint colors, but Bobby has big plans for saving money.  So I am ok with waiting to slap some pretty grays on the walls.  But, the builders put FLAT paint over the walls in the entire house.  Who even does that?  So now the walls are slowly showing marks, hello 17 month old hands, and I don't know how long I will be able to hang with the flat paint.  Sorry babe, looks like drop cloths are in your future...

Once everything is picture perfect, oh at least put away,  I will post some pics for you to drool over.