In the last 2 ½ years I think I have been home 5-6 weeks total. So many experiences and places I have seen and done, life is an amazing thing. But as you go out and have amazing life experiences, home is still there, waiting for you to come back.
My mom and dad have been amazing; they have been doing so much remodeling for me while I have been gone. New bathroom, floors throughout the house, and dad just finished installing my French doors that overlook my pond and waterfall.
It has been very amusing, me standing in Lowes or Home Depot on the phone with them in Arizona at the same section of the store on the other end of the phone. Designing, deciding and debating with me not seeing the place for over 6 months.
Of course, when I get home, I have SO much work to do. I have boxes to go through, colors to decide on, painting the walls and ceilings and the final decorating touches to make it all come together. Curtains, colors, towels and my closet! Eek! (not thinking about the closet).
I am starting to wonder if 6 weeks is enough time to get it all done?
