Upon arriving in California, Albin and I were committed to finding a place and moving in as quickly as possible. We wanted to keep our little routine of cooking, putting the baby down in his own bed, and home life relatively uninterrupted. We knew we wanted to be at the beach, and were hoping everything else would just fall into place. And as luck would have it, it did. We found a tiny beach bungalow with a white picket fence and a big yard just blocks from the beach. It's a charming and old California bungalow, just like I lived in in my early twenties, only nicer. It's also about the size of our Master Suite in New Orleans which was huge. But no matter, there is plenty of storage and we settled in within 2 days. Now we are gardening, cooking, strolling to the beach, and loving coastal living once again. I miss New Orleans but am very happy to be in my home state with my little family. Downsizing felt like a compromise that was worth it. This feels right.
Now I am working on planning Benny's party in a few weeks and hoping to catch up with my California friends soon!
Albin's garage and man cave, a work in progress.