feeling more at home...

I realized this morning that there are lots of signs that this is slowly but surely becoming home. I know my house is becoming a home when...

• I recognize the sound of the mail truck parking on the street
• I see at least two people that know me whenever I go to the community center
• there are at least 2 grocery clerks at Kroger who know me and my boys
• I have managed to clutter all my closets and they need cleaned out already
• it has been at least 2 months since I banged my head on the low ceiling on the stairs to our basement
• I can walk through pretty much the whole house in the dark and not injure myself
• and lastly, the defining moment, I think I'm ready to start painting it! After the last house I didn't think I'd ever paint again, but I actually told Joe this morning what rooms I wanted to paint.