Baby, it’s hot outside!
Let’s start with the HEAT.
It’s hot. Sweltering. The kind of heat which I equate to sweatiness
behind the knees and constant dampness in the small of the back.
I always appreciate dark clouds gathering in the distance
for a late afternoon shower respite. And
God bless the makers of A/C units, the legion of HVAC technicians, and
electricity.
It may be 98 degrees outside in both Texas and in Alabama,
but I can feel the difference between the dry, baking heat of Texas and the
sweat-drenched, humid heat of Alabama.
Attitude of Gratitude: We have access to the neighborhood
pool. Daily, if needed.
I am surviving.
3 days to Pack Up, 3
weeks to Unpack (if you’re really determined)
It’s the beginning of Week 4. I’m still surrounded by boxes.
One of the joys of moving is the realization that I am
abundantly blessed with too much stuff, even after the pre-move and post-move
purge.
Another joy is mastering the Art of the Unpack, which is a
whole discussion in of itself. While we
are enjoying the same square footage of this home to our previous house, the
floor layout is completely different. 4
bedroom, 2.5 baths with garage to 3 bedrooms, 3.5 baths with no garage. We are a family that needs a place for the
out-of-sight, out-of-mind boxes, at least temporarily.
Attitude of Gratitude: Hubby and I are getting solid
ideas, backed by empirical evidence, for our forever home. Size matters, in regards to kitchen &
closet size. The rest of the house is
negotiable.
Summer Time and the
Livin’ is Easy. Idyllic Living in the
Deep South.
I am now ready to explore my temporary hometown. We have a farmer’s market in our
neighborhood! For sight unseen (i.e.
Internet-only pictures & an “It’s-only-a-year-I-can-deal” mentality), our
rental house and neighborhood have turned out to be quite lovely.
My goal this week is to attempt Fried Green Tomatoes. We are in the South, after all, y’all.
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