I figured I’d have so much to say after we moved; telling stories of unpacking and choosing furniture, decorations, paint colors, and settling in. As it turns out, I have just gotten very, very quiet. I’m not sure how to break out of it, but I seem to be in a big rut. In a way, I don’t really feel like myself; I’m not taking too many photos, I haven’t written here, and I definitely haven’t done anything crafty since before we moved.
The house is good, to be sure, and we really do love it… but we really haven’t been unpacking very much. Our new commutes have been wearing on us, and have left us with very little energy for projects when we get home. We’ve been spending a lot of time on the couch. I can’t say it doesn’t bother me that we haven’t gotten more done… but in some areas, at least (like the living room and my new craft room), we’re waiting for furniture that will make it possible to unpack (namely a giant new desk for me, and a certain much-desired bookshelf from Ikea!). Still, I remember how fast we got settled at our last apartment, and it’s starting to really bother me that the box of hair products and under-the-bathroom-sink stuff still stares at me from the foot of our bed. Not to mention every single box of books (and we own a LOT of books).
Obviously, the transition to being homeowners is a big Life Event, and it isn’t an overnight process. And being out of said new house for 11 hours each day thanks to one’s new commute takes its own toll. So we’re still very much in the adjustment period. But it’s bugging me, and I’d much rather skip this and settle firmly into the Our New Home Yay phase.
I’m not quite sure how to kick my way out of this strange “who am I? where am I?” rut, but maybe starting small, with finding our Halloween decorations, and unpacking that goddamn bathroom sink box would be a good start.