Homeless no more!

I have always known that I am a "nester." I'm one of those people who love to have their homes in order: a place for everything and everything in its place. So, as you may imagine, the past week of living in boxes and trying to stuff everything I own into a 6x7x8 foot box has been a wee bit stressful. Add to that the fact that I didn't know when or where I was going to unpack said belongings, and it's not surprising that I haven't been sleeping well. However, that challenge has been overcome because I have put a deposit down on a new apartment!


Yesterday Joy and I went on a whirlwind apartment tour in Savannah. We viewed about 8 different places all over town. And, in true Skye fashion, I ended up taking the first apartment we looked at! I had to keep my word to Dad that I actually look at all the choices before I decide on one, but I knew as soon as I walked in that THIS was going to be my new home!

For the first time in almost 7 years, I will NOT be living on the third floor. After dragging all those boxes and furniture down 3 flights of stairs, I'm actually very excited to be living on the first floor again.
The kitchen is great! There are lots of cabinets and good counter space and windows! There's also room for an actual dining table, either in the kitchen or in the "dining room" (I have a dining room now!).
The apartment has three bedrooms and one and a half baths. This is the front bedroom and I love the hide-away doors that divide it from the second bedroom and the HIGH ceilings!I have not yet decided which room will be my bedroom, which will be the craft room, and where all my lucky friends will get to sleep when they come visit (hint hint).

There's not really enough space for a veggie garden, and I'll have to talk to the SCAD students upstairs about throwing their pizza crusts into the back yard. But no place is perfect, right? Besides, I am only about a mile from the river and very close to all the fun downtown stuff. I can hardly wait to learn my way around the city and show it off to anyone who comes to visit (hint hint).


I also stopped in to see John, my new boss. It is so different to be starting a job in a "leadership role" instead of a support role. He was so eager to be sure that I have everything I need to get started. I can't even explain how excited I am about this job. I know that it will be stimulating and challenging and that I am going to be wonderful! Of course there are tiny butterflies in my stomach, just because it's something new. But I feel like I'm getting back on course to be the person I was meant to be.


But on a sad note, my poor car is in the shop. Driving back to Dad's from Savannah something fell off from underneath the tractor trailer in front of me. I thought it just banged along underneath, but my radiator got impaled by the shrapnel. Luckily I was able to make it to the Dairy Queen in Kingsland and call the awesome repair guys that Dad uses (Ray Marr & Sons in Woodbine, should you ever need car repairs in Camden County). Joy said, and I agreed, that we were very lucky this hunk of metal went under the car and not into the windshield. It's a good thing we were at Dairy Queen because I needed some sugary comfort. Especially when I went to put the flashlight back in the glove box, but ended up tossing my keys in there instead and locking myself out! Did I mention that I hadn't been sleeping well? Andy was able to jimmy open the door and tow my car to the shop, now I'm just waiting to see how much the damage will cost. But all in all, it was a good day.