We’re finally settled into our new house. I didn’t get any sleep last night regardless as Judah is trying to become accustomed to new surroundings and he doesn’t do well with changes at times. After hours of getting up and down, making sure he was okay with his sleeping whimpers, I just decided to get up and make coffee. Sleep is an old companion of mine that at times is very fickle.
I’ve moved a lot in my life and at times it’s enjoyable although this particular time seemed to take it’s toll on all of us and I don’t expect we’ll be moving any year soon. I really like this house though. Yesterday I was washing dishes, watching my husband wrestle Judah outside in the grass. Our yard will be picturesque once the trees bloom. It has a disconnected brick patio between two blooming trees and our wrought iron table and chairs look so beautiful resting there. The pigeons peck at the metal pole topped off with a sun and water for the passing birds. They wait for crumbs to be left behind as I know the old owners had set out old bread. The rest of the backyard is landscaped with a walkway and rocks strewn along the path and the flowers are already blooming in bright yellows and deep purples. So while watching this scene, disconnected from their joy and yet blossoming in it, I realized that it really felt like home no matter how small it was in comparison to our last rental.
Everyone is enjoying the downstairs mainly. It had been turned into what is essentially a “Man Cave” prior to us moving in. The floors are checkered red and black pads, in the corner there is the most plush carpet I’ve ever felt with bare feet, a gas fireplace built into red walls and it is illuminated by ceiling lights much akin to an office. The kids love it. My husband and I love sitting on the futon sofa and watching Judah run around, Cody is generally hiding off in his basement bedroom decorated with Zombie decals. He was sweet enough to ask if he could put up the painting Joeyray had done of us and so that will go against the wall above his desk. It’s just nice to have a place for all of us. The house being a little smaller seems to pull us in more and make us not so absent from one another.
It’s beautiful today. Windy, very windy and I know that storms are coming tomorrow so I will be outside most of the day playing on the plush grass beneath the ever waiting blooming trees. Work can be put off until the sun slowly begins to die away and Judah lays down for a (hopefully) better rest. I suppose I will just be tired myself until the day ends. It’s just nice to wake up to something new.