Surrounded

Our life at home is surrounded by boxes. Room after room packed up or thrown out. We have to decide what we can't live without for the next few months in the apartment and what we can stash away in various homes around the city. Patio furniture is obvious but what's in the box that I ambiguously labeled "decor" when we had to depersonalize this place to sell it? Do I need it? Should I open it or continue to live without it? Time will tell.

But last night we got to have the best welcome to our new home...Oliver's BFF came over and ran up and down the hall (sorry new neighbors...) laughing and playing. We ate a picnic on the new porch and listened to the sounds of the new neighborhood. This will work. It will be great. Happy Friday, friends! Here's to new beginnings!