Seeing the lake

We leave tonight for two nights in Th*non, a welcomed trip away to our old home turf. We have to do some papers and pick up some tools from our workroom so we have to go. I'm as excited as a little girl. I'm really looking forward to turning that bend in the road that lays the lake out in front of me. I love that moment. It represents home to me. And I'll be able to see some of our neighbors which will be nice. I'm not looking forward to seeing our old house because it kind of makes me sad that we can't live there any more. I know it's still our house but I also know that it will be a long time before we can have it back for us and that it will be rented for so many years that it won't be the same house when we do get it back and we'll have to start over with the work and making it ours again.

The good news is there are warm winter clothes stashed in the little storage attic outside in the workroom. If we can get permission from the renter to get in those storage rooms we can get our things. I think I remember putting my warm boots and jackets in a box at the last minute. I hope so because I really need them. I'm freezing to death.

Hopefully we'll have our stuff from storage next week too. I can't wait! I know we will probably be completely overwhelmed with it all. It means finding a place for stashing kayaks and sports gear and extra furniture all at a time when we should be enjoying Christmas, but I will be so happy to see my clothes and beauty products and kitchen things that I won't care. Living out of our suitcases for over five months should merit us some medals. It's been really difficult and I haven't bought anything except for the pair of jeans and boots I bought last week. I am Miss Frugal Living!