You guys thought I’d died, didn’t you? Or was, at the very least, so severely injured that I was rendered unable to type? I know, I know…but I have a good excuse (I actually don’t believe that there is any such thing as a “good excuse” but I’ll save that rant for another post)…I was MOVING TO MAINE!!! After a couple of months of homelessness and feeling like the universe might be conspiring against us, we are here. In Maine. In Freeport, Maine. In our new home. And I absolutely love it.
Our new house is small. No, I mean it. S-M-A-L-L. As in 900 square feet small. As in I don’t even have a full sized range/oven small. As in there is no dishwasher at all small. There is one bathroom. One. And it has zero storage (can you say “pedestal sink”?). But I love it. I love the wood-burning stove that takes up a precious quarter of the tiny tiny living room. I love the window over the sink that looks out into the fenced backyard where I can play ball with Pickle six times a day. I love that the vent over the stove is a pull chain that opens this fan that is mounted into the wall and pulls the air directly outside…I laugh out loud every single time I use it! I love that while I was throwing the ball to Pickle this morning in my pjs with a cup of coffee in my hand, I got a perfect summery waft of ocean air carried on a cool breeze with just the slightest nip to it. I love the challenge of organizing our life into the space without feeling crowded and the forced reminder that some things just aren’t worth the space they take up! I know it’s the obvious thing to say, but our house really DOES feel cozy, and I just really, really love that!
What I might love most, though, is that we can walk into Freeport Village. I pass no less than 5 bed & breakfasts when I walk Pickle every day. The Harraseeket Inn is right down the block, as is the historic Jameson Tavern. And of course, there is LL Bean! Open 24 hours…ummm, yes, this is likely to be a bad thing for our budget! I have a feeling that when we have to make a choice between a set of kayaks and the built-ins I have planned for the dining room, the kayaks are going to win by a good margin! Seriously, though, the village is the cutest thing! When Justin first mentioned that it was full of outlets, I had this panicked vision of our house sitting smack-dab in the middle of a strip mall. But it’s SO not like that! The sidewalks are brick and even McDonald’s is in the cutest little house (I’m not kidding…Abercrombie & Fitch is in the old town library building!). I am so excited to get moved in completely so that I can get to exploring!! We’re already addicted to Isabella’s Sticky Buns for breakfast treats!
We were nervous about this move. We knew that we wanted to be in New England, closer to family and in a climate and environment that we loved. But we had an amazing community of friends in Durham, a home that we were comfortable in, and great work situations. To make the leap into this unknown was tough. We knew it would be nearly impossible for Justin to find a floor/hospital that he loved as much as the one he left at UNC (as it turns out, it was almost as difficult to find a job in nursing in Maine period, much less one that he loved as much!). And that moving my business might have temporary consequences. We knew that the discomfort of losing the familiarity of our area is always part of moving and we anticipated a sense of homesickness for Durham. And all of that is there to some extent. But Freeport feels like us. It feels like home already. We miss our friends, but are lucky enough to have reached that point in our lives that we don’t have the kinds of friendships any more that can’t handle a little distance, so we know it’s only goodbye for a little while. We know that this was the right choice and are so glad that we continue to be the kind of people who squeeze our eyes shut and jump rather than inch away from the scary edge.
So we are now, officially, Mainers (from away, of course!)! I promise more photos soon, but here are few that I took haphazardly along the way…
I’m generally not a big “follow the signs” kind of person, but, seriously?
This is my reason for such a long absence…these boxes just got unpacked last night!!
Because of course I had to paint my office and bedroom before I could unpack them!!
Snapshot of my life for the past week or so…coffee? Check. Sugary creamer? Check. Dewalt drill? Double double check check.
My partner in crime. Small tangent story: Pickle loves to play ball more than anything in the entire world. More even than trying to rip the throat out of the UPS man (which, if you’ve ever seen her in action is saying a LOT!). So she is beyond delighted to have a back yard where she can play multiple times a day. So delighted that I woke up a few days ago to Pickle sitting, ever so patiently, right next to the bed, staring at me, tennis ball in her mouth…not waking me up, just waiting for the instant my eyes opened so that she would be ready at the very moment I was. SO ridiculously cute!
The famous Bean Boot!
Starbucks. My Starbucks. The one that is a mere walk from my front door. Ahhhh, home.
I have a million photos coming your way, so be prepared! My computer is out of its box and I am ready to rock out some pictures!!! Eshe’ is up next!