Where the heart resides…
We’ve recently moved back to our own home following a three year absence. Our house has been sorely neglected for those years, and I’ve learned that neglect can wreak havoc on even a fairly new house. Like people, houses need regular doses of TLC.
The last two weeks have included repairing, scraping, painting, replacing, hammering, nailing, power washing, etc. A lot of work remains to be done, but we have time. We even plan to take a small vacation this fall, the first in a long while. Beauty and relaxation is what we’re looking for, a refilling of the cup. We thought a drive up to New England for a few days would be just the thing, and along the way, a very brief stop just to peek in on our grandchildren.
Most of our work has been basic in-the-trenches maintenance, but we did do one purely decorative project – albeit a very small project. I convinced my husband to stop weeding flower beds, replacing a garbage disposal, and painting porch railings long enough to hang a few photos in the office. You’ve already seen the results above.
For the moment, we’re enjoying the simple pleasure of being home. The mundane tasks of unpacking boxes, cleaning closets, making trips to the dump, and even washing laundry bring contentment these days. We’ve truly missed our house, our neighborhood, and most of all, our friends. Though it may be a cliché, home truly is where the heart is.