Home Sweet Home

Not much to say this morning beyond THE HOUSE IS OURS!


Thanks to the diligence of our loan officer we signed after-hours on Tuesday evening, the loan funded on Wednesday, and the title was recorded yesterday. Last night we started moving in.


And we are very, very happy.


It even rained yesterday evening. Our first rain in our new home. A good omen if there ever was one.


As happy as we are, I still have a book due, so we'll be working around my writing schedule next week. But for the next two days it is all house all the time. :-)  Today we're measuring for drapes (I don't like blinds in a bedroom) and checking out paint colors (the house has red accent walls and I'm thinking a warm ivory will be more harmonic) and I'll be setting up my office.


The last book I will write in our current house is Winter Kill. And the first book I write in the new house will be Jefferson Blythe, Esquire.


Is it strange that part of how I remember places I've lived is by remembering what books I wrote there?


Part of the purchase price of a new home is the fact that it closes the door on certain avenues. But it also opens a new chapter in your life, and this is something I've been longing for since the start of the year. CHANGE. New directions. So as the extra-wide door swings open on this house, it also swings open on new possibilities.


I am nervous and I am thrilled.


And I am having trouble getting photos of my phone. So I will leave you right here as I go to fill boxes of books and office supplies. So MANY books. :-)


Have a wonderful weekend! And look to your own doorstep.