Moving

I have moved at least one a year for the last almost ten years of my life. It all started when I moved out of my parents house after college and then I guess it became addicting.

When I moved out to CO, I literally filled up my car and headed west. It was the most frightening and best decision of my life. I never thought I would be that girl who moved after college and never came back. In fact at the time I thought it would only be for a year, because I loved my little home town life. I love Grand Rapids, and there are still many things that I miss about Michigan.

However Colorado has become my home and I like that. After that one year graduate training program, there was something that I couldn't leave. So I told God you provide a job and a place for me to stay and I will. He did both:)

So this Saturday I am moving once again. My roomie and I found this adorable house, that is a home. It will be a home. For the last year we have been living in an apartment that is tiny and has prevented either of us from having people over. The problem with that is we both have hospitable hearts. Rachel loves to cook and I just love to have people over and listen to them.

So today I become even more of an adult I bought real furniture. Not from craiglist, or the thrift store. Nope, from a real furniture store, and the furniture is great. It is sooo comfty. I love it!
I bought a couch, loveseat, chair and ottoman and an area rug and they will make my home a warm place to be. I can't wait to have people over and just love on them and create an inviting atmosphere for them just to be.

I feel responsible or more grown up today, cause I have real furniture that belongs to me. I almost want to write my name on the bottom of it like my mom used to do in my back pack when i was a little girl,
"if lost return to katie polavin"

I don't think I will lose this furniture. I guess I am just growing up, well kinda..... :)