We moved 3,500 miles across North America.
Searched for the perfect house with land in the country.
Bought a great 120-year-old house with lots of character and a small yard in town. (This picture shows it in 1912, when it was 20 years old.)
Unpacked boxes. Tried to get organized. Made plans to build lots of shelves and custom built-ins to someday truly get organized.
Sent the kids off to their first week at a new school.
And with that, I’ve finally started to feel settled this week. Settled enough to do things that I haven’t done in months, like baking bread and making pizza from scratch. And things I may not do for months because we are about to be unsettled again by the arrival of a baby boy.
