A "New" House

Just a quick, fun little post.

I am in the middle of my six month purge. I'm giving myself a full week to accomplish this, as I have always thought it had to be done in a day and never finished - I usually ended up with a bigger mess than I started with!

So we've been moving furniture to fit our new needs, throwing stuff in the suburban to take to the local thrift store, and filling the back of the truck with all of Mom's papers that's she's been afraid to toss. I am pleased with the progress.

Apparently though, not as excited as my son. He came in the first day I moved the furniture around and said, "Mom, are we getting a new house?" his eyes wide with wonder.

"Yeah!" I affirmed. "Cool, huh?"

He nodded and left the room.

Well, yesterday he came back through - the house is really starting to take shape at this point. He runs over and tugs on my blouse.

"Mom! I LOVE OUR NEW HOUSE!"

And I didn't even have to endure a move. ;)