Four years ago, when I left Australia, and came back "home" to California, I thought my moving days were forever behind me. I wanted - and needed - to be near my son and his family. But things didn't work out according to plan, and after 2 and a half long painful years, I finally realized that there are just some things that you can't change. And not just for lack of trying, anyway.
So after a year or more of discussion, my husband and I made the decision to make another move. Closer to other family members of mine, and closer to one of his daughters as well.... and so we bought us a house together.
So now we're moving again... this time, all the way across the country to Hiawassee Georgia.
The house is gorgeous, the surrounds are gorgeous, and I'm looking forward to the "big move" in just a few short weeks. Well... not the packing and tossing and donating stuff we don't want or need, part. But it will be so worth it, once we're finally all settled in and we can start enjoying ourselves once again.
The house is an old farmhouse, with plenty of room to move,
And the bonus? Almost 3 full acres of tranquility, and one of the prettiest little trout streams running through it, that you ever did see!
Most of the dirty work here has already been done, especially since I've been busy packing things up for months now... and my sweet husband is due to head back east to the new house with the first load, about the 14th of April! Alas... I have to stay back and take care of the animals while he does this first trip, but I should be back there and all settled in, by the end of the month.
New beginnings.... I love 'em!
