Dorothy Knew What She Was Talking About

I apologize in advance for the sappy post, but last night I was standing in my kitchen with my husband and our kitties, cooking dinner and dancing around and making jokes, and just acting like we normally do, and all of a sudden I was just struck with this feeling – there’s really no place like home.

Here we are on December 26, 2008 – I took off early from work (yes, I had to work the day after Christmas) and headed over to our new abode where we met the movers and began turning our new house into a home:

Dorothy Knew What She Was Talking About

What an amazing feeling.  We had worked so hard for this house – contracts falling through, months of renovations and living with my parents, countless trips to Home Depot . . . I can’t tell you how awesome it felt to look around and see how our vision had come to life.

And what’s even better is that the amazing feeling that we felt that very first night hasn’t faded a bit.  We made the perfect home, and we made it together – and there’s no place like home.

What are some of your favorite memories from your home?

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  1. Carolyn says:

    Yay!! It certainly is a great feeling to move into a new home!!

  2. Nicole says:

    The day we got the key we went to our new home immediately. There was no furniture, no food, nothing in the house. We sat on the deck, ordered pizza, drank a beer and reveled in the fact that this home was ours!

  3. Averill says:

    I suppose my fondest memories of our house will be just “hanging out” on the sofa after work, watching our dog chase the cats in circles while we laugh and chat about our day. Our home is the first home both Dave and I have owned (and our first home together). I’m definitely going to be a bit sad when we leave it.

  4. kathy says:

    I love the feeling of looking around the house for the first time after it’s “officially” yours!!

  5. :::Lyzz::: says:

    I remembered the first day we moved into our house, we weren’t able to get electricity until the next day. So, we cleaned the house until dusk, sat in our backyard patio until it was completely dark, pack up our clothes and crash on my brother’s couch for the night. It really was one of the best moments of our lives.

  6. Tonya says:

    What great memories this post brings! Thanks for getting sappy Liz :-)