7.17.2012

Little Piece of Heaven


It's a mailbox that my key doesn't get stuck in...Every. Single. Time.
It's a cessation of bike abuse.
It's covered parking.
It's extra strorage, inside and out.
It's 75 cent laundry.
It's a window with a view of Y mountain, and another with a view of a tree.
It's big, bright, and open.
It's a lack of old, musty, moldy, potato-y smells.
It's a picture taken inside without the flash (make that many pictures...).
It's a real tile floor.
It's carpet that doesn't look like mud or a shabby cat or grass.
It's carpet that doesn't dirty the baby's knees and feet when he crawls on it.
It's kitchen cupboards GALORE.
It's kitchen drawers that have actual tracks, not just grinding wood on wood.
It's kitchen drawers with no yucky ugly old contact paper lining them.
It's a whirly susan.
It's a slide-out pot cupboard, x2!
It's a full-size dishwasher.
It's an above-the-stove mounted microwave (as in, the microwave isn't sitting out on the counter!).
It's an automatic ice maker.
It's a fridge that is taller than I am.
It's a new kitchen sink, a deep one at that.
It's an oven that actually works.
It's burners that are, for the most part, level.
It's a coat closet, and a separate linen closet.
It's a spa shower.
It's a toilet that doesn't take 5 minutes to finish flushing.
It's a complete lack of pink and brown and linoleum in the bathroom.
It's beautiful, plain white walls.
It's a closet with built-ins. Make that TWO closets with built-ins.
It's a bedroom that has only bedroom furniture in it.
It's a real, honest-to-goodness nursery for our boy.
It's air conditioning for those 95 degree days.
It's a front door that doesn't open up to a parking lot.
It's a front door that I don't have to answer.
It's an original wood floor landing with a nook for herbs and a welcome sign.
It's a place for every little thing.
It's a feeling of peace.
It's an enjoyment of privacy.
It's a space to live and grow and relax.

It's a new home.
It's a little piece of heaven.

We've moved and obviously, we are infatuated with our new home.  We're grateful for every little place we've lived up to this point (this would be our 4th move in a little over 3 years) and each home has been a blessing and has suited our needs for the moment.  This home, however, makes us feel like royalty.  We walk around each day ticking off all the little things that we've lived with, or without, that are all topped here. "This is really livin'," we can't help but say.

1 comment:

  1. my you have been busy on your blog. I am loving these posts, especially this one. It makes me smile to look back at all of the places you have lived in and how creative you were and how you made each one feel like home, so much so that we barely noticed the carpet that was so nasty you couldn't find chocolate chips that had dropped on it!! Each apartment you have lived was home for a specific time in your lives: newly weds, cancer, and sweet baby sawyer. I love this song that says "home is wherever i'm with you." You have really lived that. I'm so proud of you and jeffery for making hard decisions that were best for your family at that specific time in your lives. You haven't lived in the most glamourous apartments provo has to offer (shame on those utah landlords who are obviously from the school of thought "my apartments are always full so I dont have to fix anything.") but each one we will remember with fondness for our special memories there. I love you my sister!

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