I am a horrible blogger

There I said, and it's true. I have no rebuttal.

I have still been biking to work. Believe it or not, I have been tracking it too. The thing is I realized that since it has became part of my "daily" routine (at least when the weather and work cooperate!), there isn't a whole lot to report. It's the same distance every day. More or less, I am going to same speed. And, since it is more of a routine, the ride has become less interesting.

In fact, there hasn't really been much of a reason to report on my rides. The only thing I could have wrote about--that, mind you, I still feel horrible about--is that I caused a little girl to fall off her bike. And, cry. This is hardly something I would consider a "key stat".

So, as stated above -- I am a horrible blogger. I'm not promising I am going to get any better, but I am say that when I do write I am going to try to make it count. pm and I have been doing some "new homeowner" things around the house as of late -- painting, organizing, hanging artwork and changing around furniture. I am hoping that in the next month or so we will have at least one of these project complete. I can share it at point.

I am also embarking on an exciting project with my bff/cousin/soul sister. There will be something to report out on this very soon. We're hoping it will be a big splash (and by splash, I mean lots of fun & tons of laughs for all). More to come.

Although, it won't be tomorrow. Or next week. :)

Break in the Action

I know I have alluded to some big changes underway for pm and me. Well that time has come and gone. We now have a whole new set of changes ahead.

We moved. We moved into a place that we can finally call home.

The past month our lives have consisted of packing up all of our belongings from a very small apartment to prepare for our big move into home ownership. We've now been in our new digs for about 2 weeks and are absolutely loving it. It is so nice to come home to place that it yours. I already feel so much more inclined to keep the place looking nice and neat. (This feat has been nearly impossible, though, as we are still organizing boxes and getting settled).

We were offline for nearly 3 weeks. Hence, I was not able to write. And, I have missed it. This space gives me the platform to collect my thoughts and sometimes regain my sanity. I guess not only have I not been able to write for the lack on internets :), but I also haven't had the time to sit back and relax yet.

Our new couch arrived last night, so now I am going to be able to kick back and relax. Finally.

My brain is already spinning on projects I want to do around the house. pm and I painted our bathroom last weekend and are trying to decide on colors for some of the other spaces. We will do everything step by step--no need to rush.

So, there you have it. Our big news and the main reason why we have been so MIA. As we are getting settled and comfortable in our new place, we plan to post updates on all the little projects we take on. We've got plans for build-ins, design/craft projects and optimizing our space through storage & select furniture.

Glad to back. Updates will begin on a more frequent basis again, no worries.

Feet Planted Firmly

Hope you haven't been missing us too much these past few days. After posting something for one month straight, we've been easing back into posts. (To our defense we've been a little sluggish because of the heat).

I've been thinking a lot lately about home; and by home, I mean home as a place. Turns out where you live doesn't matter as much as who you live with and by. Part of the reason I've been thinking so much about home isn't because we're planning another move. Quite the contrary, we're planning to plant our feet firmly on the ground, just as I mentioned in the title.

My parental units, however, are moving. This is what has got me thinking so much about the meaning of home. Will I miss visiting my family in my childhood house? Yes. Will I still drive by the house on occasion to see how it's changed? Yes. Will I miss the house? No. I won't miss the house. I don't see the point in missing an item. I'll still have the memories made in that house and I'll still have my beloved family. (Admittedly, I did take multiple photos - film & digital - of their old home. Got to have something to refresh my mind someday!)

I've come to an age-old conclusion as I've been thinking about home: Home is where the heart is. Doesn't matter where it is, how long you're there, or how much stuff you have inside - I'd be nothing without having others in it to make you happy. What's home for you?