All's Good in the Woods

 

I am so happy to be writing this post from the comfort of our Lazy Boy in our apartment. We've officially been moved in for a week now and oh, does it feel good.

Let’s catch up shall we? Hubby is now officially licensed as an Alaskan Realtor. It took FOREVER for his license to process through and post. But this past week it finally did, and this week he’s been busy with showings. We are so blessed to have had this job pop up. I know he’s gonna go really far with this job.

Little Handsome. Oh my little energy ball. He is all over the place and has SO much to say. He turns 18 months this month. 1 year and a half. Already. It’s so hard to believe how much these little ones change in a year and how fast it all happens. I must admit, I am ready for another one. I miss pregnancy and the excitement of it all. I miss carrying him in my oversized tummy. All in due time though. My plan is to at least wait out the summer. A little selfish of me, but I want to enjoy the outdoors first. I want to hunt, fish, four-wheel, hike, anything and everything. I need to start a summer bucket list.

Next weekend is going to be exciting. We’re driving down about 4-5 hours to a town called Nikiski for, what is called, “Main Event”. The youth of the Nazarene churches meet for this event where they compete in lots of different competitions. So we’ll be taking a church van with a group of our teens. Handsome and I are most likely going to be staying in a hotel nearby due to the youth being housed in, well, we don’t really know. Haha All we know is that it’s not Little-Man-friendly. 

But the most exciting thing of all, OUR NEW PLACE. You know, it’s great to see when God just begins to open up the heavens. I must say this has not been an easy process for us. But the great thing is that regardless of how deep I was in anxiety, or the days I was just so depressed I couldn’t fake the smile anymore, I always knew that God still had it all. The process hurts. And God doesn’t expect us to be on cloud nine all the time. We’re just supposed to trust. Trust that He knows what He’s got us into and believe that we’re safe and standing on His promises. And that’s what we had to do. I am so thankful for my husband. He has been my shoulder to cry on. The one to hold me while I cry myself to sleep. He knows my heart so well. We think alike in so much and we realized that through this process. We really have been strengthened as a couple and as a family. He is my blessing.

Well, God gave us even more than we wanted and a lot faster than we thought. He brought it through connections we didn’t even think of and layed it in our lap. He’s so awesome. He’s amazing. And He only gets better and better. I kept telling Mister Fancyman that if we couldn’t rent a house, I would prefer a Townhome over an apartment. Mainly because of our little man. He is crazy mobile and I don’t want to deal with cranky downstairs neighbors. And that’s what He gave us. A great townhome right by the lake with over 1000sq ft. Did I mention the storage??? OMG the storage. Let’s just say we can go crazy shopping and never run out of places to store things. We are out of the town so we don’t have much noise, at the end of a cul-de-sac so we don’t have much traffic, and we’re only 5 minutes from church and work and TARGET. Hello Target, how you have won me over. 

All this to say, IT’S ALL GOOD IN THE WOODS. I know I don’t have a whole bunch of pictures of our new place, but I will put them little by little as our box-filled town home gets a little more de-cluttered.  But do check out my latest thrift win. I had been wanting something to use as a nail polish display, and there she was. 

...The Best Is Yet To Come