I am a work in progress. Some days feel like there is more progress than others. Know what I mean?
The summer of 2005, after living my whole life in HomeTown, my husband (also a HomeTown native) and I picked up and moved to SmallTown. Over 250 miles from anyone we knew. It has been an exciting time. Getting used to a small town, making new friends and all sorts of other things.
At first out of necessity (owning two homes for over a year produces a LOT of necessity) we ventured down the frugal path. Although we weren’t exactly spendthrifts before the move, we had a whole new level of thrifty.
In getting to start over in SmallTown things were really simple. No one knew us and so we had a lot of time together as a family to just get settled in. It was a comfortable, simple time. And we discovered that we liked the slower pace.
So a small town, simple home was born. I find myself becoming more domestic every month. And I like it.