I haven’t lived a very exciting life, and I grew up in a poor family with a mother who is definitely a home body. So, we didn’t really do very many exciting things. I think that may be one reason why simple things can mean so much to me.
When I was looking at apartments, I was extremely nervous. I was coming from a not good situation and I had a very short timeline. I walked into the apartment I currently live in now and was excited. I don’t think I had been that excited about something in a long time! The first thing I noticed was the beautiful big window in the living room. And then I looked up and saw the ceiling fan. The bedroom had the same thing- big window and ceiling fan.
One of the things I love the most in life is sitting in a room lit up by the sun with the window open, feeling the breeze. (This is closely followed by an open window letting in crisp-fall air, and looking out and seeing the colorful leaves.)
When I walked into the apartment and saw these things, I immediately envisioned myself sitting in the living room reading with the windows opened, breeze flowing in. There were other great things about the place, too. I liked the color scheme being used, and it was just the right size for me. But I could not wait for late summer/early fall and being able to feel all those memories.
I’ve been in this apartment for almost two years now. I’m starting to get a bit sad; I’m fairly certain I won’t be living there after my lease is up. Rent is going up, and honestly, I’m already paying too much.
I came back to my mom’s house for a few days of my spring break. Last night, I was laying in bed, listening to the ceiling fan spinning and the wind blowing in from outside. I thought about how I’m still not anywhere close to where I thought I would be at this point in my life. I’m still renting (and like I said, I will probably need to move again). I’m not married, I don’t have kids. I’m not where I want to be financially. I’m at a place where I know I need to make changes, but it’s scary!
What I want is to find a place that is home. I want to work in a school, on a team, with kids, who make me excited to get up every morning and get to work (and of course, I play a huge role in making work feel that way, too). I want a house that has lots of sunlight, where I can sit and read a feel that beautiful breeze. (And it would be absolutely lovely if I had a smokin’ hot, incredibly smart and kind husband, along with a few gorgeous, bright, wonderfully behaved children. 🙂 )