Life is an Adventure ... as long as you look at it that way!
I have moved 23 times in my Life. We just made move #24. Thankfully I was raised in a manner that taught me home is your family, not a place. Now don't get me wrong, I have a true love for home and sometimes wish I had had the kind of life that allowed me to stay in one place for a long time. But that wasn't my choice then ... and now it seems to be kind of an adventure!
Before Christmas I shared with you that my husband, Don, left his job of 25 years to start his own business. In order to make this happen, we chose to downsize ... we left our home on 3.5 acres to a small cape with an acre. What I found out is that an acre needs just as much attention as 3.5 ... it just happens a little quicker!
Our youngest is a Junior in High School and we have been batting around thoughts about where we would like to live when we "grow up!" Our plans seem to change on a dime these days but last summer we decided to put "project downsize" on the market ... and with mixed emotions the house sold. The move was ultimately part of the plan, kids are growing up and out and we are now 2 "self - employed" people in our 50's and really not certain how it all will turn out. But we have the desire, the support from each other, our kids and family. They might have thought we had truly lost our minds, but they backed us anyway.
If you have followed along #ProjectDownSize and #PeckhamHill you know that stop allowed us to re-group, me a new canvas to work on my designs ... Don the ability to work toward his new business. Always knowing it would be a temporary stop on the adventure.
We chose to rent for a few years and we just moved into my DREAM home. A "circa" 1719 house with a barn .... WITH A BARN!!! I have died and gone to heaven ... but who knows for how long so we are going to enjoy every minute! Here is a photo ... but know that this old "Inn" has been turned into 4 units. We have the whole left side ... I'll take you on a tour as we progress!
Funny things about dreams ... I have always dreamt of a circa home with a barn. And it was given to me, but seemingly only a short term gift. I look at this two ways:
I wasn't specific enough.
OR
God is letting me have this little dream until he is ready for me to move on to His dream for me.
I hope you will follow along on our adventure and how I take our possessions from previous homes (and possible furniture hoarding tendencies) and re-imagine them in our new home. I'll be posting on IG and FB and working on occasional SnapChat stories (kim_macumber) if you are so moved to follow along!
xokim
