So. Much. Space.

I've lived in a bedroom for the past 14 months.
It's were I would sleep, work on my computer, watch TV, keep my clothes, do my hair, put on my make-up. Everything I needed; camera, clothes, books, wrapping paper, suitcases, legal papers, banking info, towels, footwear... EVERYTHING was kept in that bedroom.

But NOW?
Now that I'm back in the basement?
OH. My. GOODNESS.

I have a room with couches to watch TV on.
I have a separate space (shared with a pool table, non-functioning 70 rear projection TV, old bar and bar stools, but stillllll)  I have carved out some space for a desk for my laptop.
There are closets for clothes and suitcases.
And a bedroom with a queen size bed and a dresser and normal sized night tables.

I. feel. so. rich.

Hahaha.

Perspective.

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In case you've been wondering, no, the kids who broke into the cabin have not been arrested. Still praying for them.

And we are in the final stages of getting the walls/door/ceiling repaired. Not everything that was stolen or damaged was covered by our policy (look at the fine print, kids. Dirt bikes are not insured under your homeowner's policy. At least ours weren't.)

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Three things I'm thankful for:

1. Utter silence.
2. Movie nights.
3. Online conversations.

Shalom,
xo

I love when they go all psycho with the lights on the pedestrian overpass.