New Old House

 

  The more I look at that picture, the more it seems like the house in the background and the house on the ring are both screaming in terror. Or perhaps the house in the background realizes that the one on the ring is dead, and a finger is pointed towards it as if to say, "you're next!"

Of course, there isn't any new key for us. We finalized refinancing papers today. Easiest move we ever made. Better Half and I are now on the mortgage.

Our new home isn't fancy. If anything, banausic and abstemious come to mind. It's cozy but we need to make repairs and finish painting. We also need to get the basement organized so we can get our stuff out of storage. My couch is still sitting on its arm.

It's a sense of security for me. I don't feel adrift. I am grounded. I am home.