Thursday, July 1, 2010

Heading North!

We've finally found a place in Alaska to call home (at least for a year). Thankfully, I can trust my husband to find us a nice home, a clean home, in a good neighborhood. I am looking forward to decorating our home again. But before we can move into our home in Alaska; John has to drive down the Alcan, then together, we'll drive to California to retrieve all our belongings from storage, John will drop me off in Clarkston, I will fly to Alaska with the kids and he will drive back up the Alcan again!

It's going to be a busy month. I've already begun packing the things we have here in Washington. I've decluttered the kids' collection of stuff--a little bit. And I've been daydreaming all day about my new house--it'll be a home once we settle into it.

People always ask me what I'm going to do in the winter and how I'm going to cope without daylight. Well, since I've never lived nor even visited Alaska, I don't really know. But....I will say I am a crafty person. I scrapbook. I sew. I want to sew a few quilts. I clean. I organize (over and over again)! I play piano and cannot wait to tickle the ivories on my piano again! I want to learn how to play guitar. And on my bucket list is "learn to play fiddle." I also love to workout, just haven't had the time lately. I think I'll have plenty to keep me busy!

I am SO EXCITED to see Alaska. I was really scared 8 years ago when John said he wanted to move to Alaska someday. My thought was, "Alaska?!!!? It's like a whole other country up there!? Is he joking?" Of course, he was serious. Had you asked me 12 years ago, a couple months before John and I got married, where we'd be living now, my answer would have been in the Puget Sound area. But then I went to college in Pullman and fell in love with the Palouse. After I graduated, we moved to California--NEVER in my wildest dreams--no, nightmares, would I have said we'd live in California! But I survived California, thanks to wonderful friends and a great church. I never would have guessed that John and I would have lived apart for a year either. Today marks the one year mark. YIKES! Time flew by.

So here we are. Thank God we've made it. And thank God I have an adventurous soul.

If you had asked me 12 years ago, where I pictured myself, I would have said "In John's arms." And that's where I'll be! I'm counting down the days.