We're finally semi-settled here in Pennsylvania.
So far, I have a love/hate relationship with the humidity. When it's cool and breezy, I really love it.... But when its hot and sticky and smothering... I really really hate it. Especially at night when I already have trouble sleeping comfortably. The good news is we haven't had too many of those awful hot nights, and the AC does the trick during the day.
The trees in PA are amazing. They're thick and dense and all over the place. I'm used to seeing lots and lots of pine trees, but these green leafy trees are just too cool. I can't wait until they start turning colors this fall.
I really like our new place. I have a dishwasher and garbage disposal, and a new washing machine is going to be delivered today. I can't wait.
We're a little short on storage options, but there is a ton of space to decorate and add furniture. My handy husband built us a table and a bench and I LOVE them (pictures to come later). I'm really looking forward to prettifying our home, but due to the lack of time, energy, and cash flow I expect in the next few months, it may be a while before that happens.
Driving in the place is a different story. Oh how I miss the nice square, North-South East-West running, numbered streets of Utah. I remember thinking they were boring and lacked character when I first moved to college. I was wrong. Genius, is the best word to describe that grid system. Genius. It's so much more complicated finding my way around this place.
Not to mention the lack of elevation in this place. With no mountains to use to orient myself, the driving issue is only compounded.
Overall, I'm really excited to be here. I can't wait to get settled in a little more and have some routine to my life again. The husband started school today and baby sister should be here within the next month. I CAN'T WAIT to be not pregnant, and I'm nervous and excited to have a new little girl in the house. But I still have so much to do! (like maybe buy some diapers that will fit the poor girl)
"She's not very domestic" was the warning my dad gave my husband the day he asked for permission to marry me. How Rude! Not very domestic... I'll show you!
