Okay, We have lived in Statesville, NC now for a week. It hasn't been that bad so far. Really it has been like unpacking in a condo unit for a short term vacation. Seeing my furniture in a three bedroom apartment takes me back to the days when John and I first married. The weirdest part is going to and from the car and getting really irritated when I can't get a parking spot near my unit. I think things will begin to settle in this next week. The inlaws have left and we now have our family unit together for the first time in a while.
We went to church this morning. The people are very nice and it seems that most want to reach out to us and "become friends" or least make us feel welcome. It is a nice feeling but I think that we are all a little guarded yet. It's almost like we want to say to them, "we have friends" but then you remember that they are all 400 miles away. Okay so then you wonder, which of these people will we really become close too. None of them seem "like us". Am I that picky?
Two new pieces of furniture that I have gotten to purchase for the apartment have made me very happy. I'm not sure what that says about me but I have taken pleasure in picking them out. I got two fancy barstools that are very high with swivel seats (in order for the girls to eat at the bar that overlooks the kitchen counter) and then a dining set that has a pub height table with two tall chairs. This will be our new dinner table and I can pull the barstools over for the girls and of course, leaving Kelsey in the high chair for now.
