Posts Tagged "For Now Home"

6 Months In and It’s Kinda Sorta Maybe Starting to Feel Like Home, I Think

Six months has flown by. Our lease is already half up. We barely feel moved in. We flew home to Las Vegas last month to visit family and hold some essential oils events. While we were there we rummaged through my mama’s attic, condensing the remaining artifacts of our previous life, trying to cut ties to what we no longer want to carry around with us but can’t stand to throw away. I found my Pinterest-before-Pinterest-existed files, Zeb’s baby clothes, love letters from middle school, books upon books, 47 photo albums from back in the day when we used to actually develop our photos, memorabilia that never found its own scrapbook, and random piles of utter shit that came with no explanation as to why we stored it in the first place. All in all we were able to pare it down to under a dozen boxes, shrink-wrap it to…

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It’s Like Nesting (Without Any Eggs)

I have a totally awesome reason for not blogging last week. We moved into a house. Yup, yup, 3.5 years on the road are being tucked into the Awesome Things We’ve Done file and we are literally sprawling out on the floors, and marveling that 1) no one has to step over us to get to something and 2) our hands don’t reach the walls. It’s the little things, people. Little things like a a full-size oven (homemade pizza and muffins! at the same time!), a backyard for Bear to sniff his little heart out, a full-size water heater so my showers can last a full five minutes without going cold, and a dishwasher that doesn’t complain that we make too many dishes. It’s still a small house, only 1300 square feet, but it feels like a freaking palace. Zeb has a bedroom (the only room already filled to the…

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A Beautiful Surrender to Our For Now Home

That pic above? That’s us in our For Now home, grounded in the panhandle of FL for the foreseeable future. (If you missed that on the blog, you can find the details here.) It’s been pretty incredible, this transition “off the road”. It’s come with a fair share of challenges, like missing my man now that he’s gone all day. But it feels so very right, too. We both are quite surprised by how right this feels. Walking together last night, we both just breathed it all in and felt like we were home. It felt good, even if we don’t know what it means (after all, this is only suppose to be for a year or so – who knows what is coming down the road). I’ve learned something interesting from this though: I really have no flipping idea what to expect anymore. Talk about surrender. I’ve completely let…

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Chronicles of a Grounded Nomad: Just like that, we’re “off the road”…

Life has been taking me on a ride. Not the roller coaster variety where the twists and turns leave you nauseated and thrown around, clenching and screaming, wobbly legged and spinning when it’s over. So that’s good. This is more of a balloon ride. Lifting off the earth, and back down again, but in a soft and fluid motion. Because this is what it’s like when you move with the nature of the world. When you surrender. I’ve had more peaks and valleys than I can count. More scenes to see that I can recall. There have been times when I thought for sure this one or that was It. It would be the one that popped our balloon or took us over the mountain or settled us back to the ground but each and every time the clouds would smile crookedly and the wind would chuckle and twist us…

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