Downsizing When Upsizing

A few years ago, my husband and I were longing for our own bathroom, attached garage and a neighborhood for our son to grow up in. Our house was small and boxy. If I was in the kitchen, I couldn't see my son playing in the other room. I know, I know, first world problems. … Continue reading Downsizing When Upsizing

Finding my place

When I say "finding my place" I don't mean something deep and profound like finding my place in this world or at work, life, mothering, etc. That's not what this post is about. It's far more superficial than that. I mean finding that (physical) place where I can't stop going back to. The place where … Continue reading Finding my place