I’ve been gone for a while. It wasn’t my usual procrastination or getting overly busy. I didn’t feel like blogging about home things because I didn’t really have a home.
Within two weeks of moving into a new rental house in August, our house was broken into. My laptop, where I’d lovingly written every blog post on Red Leaf Style, and where I kept all of my photos, was stolen. Poof. Gone.
For about a month I was in limbo. The place where I was living wasn’t my “home”. At least it wasn’t a place where I felt safe or happy.
I was a little lost.
This experience has reinforced more than ever that I’m a real homebody. I love home. I can’t wait to get home from work and make the space where I live comfy and inviting. I want to fill it with the smell of brewed coffee; I want to bake treats and cook dinner and sit on the floor with my doggie. I want to make a mess and start projects and decorate. Of course, decorate.
I couldn’t do any of those things after our house was broken into. And I didn’t want to.
But there’s a happy ending to this story.
My boyfriend and I found a new rental house that’s perfect for us. And it makes me happy every time I walk through the front door.
The stress of moving twice in less than two months, packing up your life, unpacking it, and packing it up all over again was a bit intense.
But I’m home now. And I can’t wait to share it with you.
