It feels like it's going to take forever to get this house in order. Everything is everywhere and nothing has a place yet. And to make it even more challenging, Zoe and Athena's preschool closed this week, I have a ton of work to catch up on and I've been a little coughy and achy. If I can unpack two boxes in a day it's a huge achievement.
I'm realizing my limitations. I just am no good at "making pretty." I need MorMor or Aunt Mimi to help me with that. Each box of knick knacks, books and pictures that I unpack, I just put aside, having no idea what to do with it. So I'm essentially unpacking boxes and just creating little piles of stuff in the corners of empty rooms. It makes me want to throw everything away and keep a clean, minimalist home. Less to dust.
This house is so massive (twice the size of our house in New York) that even with all our things in it, it remains empty. Stuff will come, things will find a place, but not yet. So no pictures.
But we are head over heels in love with our new house. I love my kitchen, my walk-in closet, the three bathrooms, my front loaded washer dryer, the new house smell! To us this is all total luxury and we are literally skipping around (dodging the piles) gleefully. We are already very happy here.

In the vastness of the kitchen, two little girls can help make pancakes.

Each family member has their own sink.

Zoe is now sleeping in a big girl bed.

Athena helps by unwrapping all the knickknacks.

The empty living room begs for gymnastics and play.