We’re moving a week from today and so pretty much all that’s on my mind is packing and the new place.
The new place holds so many fantasies of starting fresh. I’m imagining all the bad habits I’ll leave behind and all the good habits I’ll pick up. It’s really to much, and rather unfair, to put so much hope in a new residence. But really, isn’t that half the fun?! I get to envision a organized, efficient craft room where my creativity knows no bounds. A patio where we’ll spend our evenings sipping tea and quietly reading. Oh, and don’t forget the living room with a window just begging for a big, bright Christmas tree!
Even if it all doesn’t pan out quite so magically, for a while at least it will be my new world and I, for one, can’t wait to get there!