home \'hom\, noun, where the heart is.

Is this not the most charming home in the entire world? It has such a welcoming and inviting presence, and the interior beats the curb appeal if you can believe it. I truly do love it. But staying here means continuing to work and not giving everything Chloe needs. Oby and I had such specific plans about our future. It is still a bit baffling to me that we just crumpled up our plans and tossed them in the trash. But that just proves how passionate we both feel about our new plan to have me stay home with Chloe, and not have financial burdens to make that happen. The house was put on the market today. I have it staged, and it looks extra cute right now. There are already several people who are seriously looking at it. And tonight I stopped by for a minute to pick up a few things and I saw two cars stop and stare at it, drive by a few times, and write down our agent's info. It's going to be sold in no time, I have faith of that. It makes me kind of sad, but relieved at the same time.

Here's the house we're moving into. Okay, we'll actually be living in the basement of this house, but still.... isn't it cool? Oby gets to take care of the yard as part of our deal, so good thing he likes yardwork!

This home was built by my cousin on the lot where my grandma's house was. There is just something magical and memorable everytime I pull into the driveway. It sounds silly, but I just have all those good feelings of Christmas Eve, Birthday parties, and one memory that I think of all the time is when my grandparents came home from their mission. Everyone was there, there were big yellow ribbons everywhere, and it was just soooo good to have them home! My grandma has since passed away, and Grandpa lives in Idaho now. Anyway, this is just a special place to me, and I feel very grateful to be able to live here, especially because it gives me the opportunity to be with Chloe. She is my best little friend. Even though this week has been very hectic moving, cleaning, quitting my job, doing all the paperwork required for a real estate sale, and trying to get settled in our new place even though none of our furniture is there, it's also been a neat time hanging out with Chloe and having her depend on me even more. I just realize that the only thing that really makes a home is having love. Oby and I joke about moving into our trailer. Even though we're joking, I realize that if it came down to that, it would still be home to me, as long as I could kiss Oby and Chloe goodnight and snuggle with them in the morning, bad breath and all! I am soooo blessed to have my sweethearts, and we will always be home, as long as we're together.