Yesterday was my anniversary – eleven years in my house, in my home.  Actually, I took possession 11 years ago, yesterday, August 31, 1998, but it took time to move from my house 3 1/2 miles away.  We were downsizing after a year of trying to sell the other house.  Divorce has it’s consequences.

I recall that I had lots of help moving from great friends, and my oldest daughter came in (at my request) to also help.  It was a nightmare.  I hate moving!  Can anyone relate?

One thing I remember – usually people don’t move the stove.  I was going to, because that was part of the deal, my stove came with me because it was unique – it has microwave (which I don’t use anymore for health reasons) and heat at the same time.  Well, I forgot to have the movers move it!  What a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach when I realized that.

So I had to find a quick mover group to do it later the day of the big professional move – and it cost!  It worked out, but it was awful.

Anyway, as I continue to de-clutter and to adorn the walls with my treasures, and the air conditioning upstairs works, the house feels more like my home than ever.

Of course, if your ask  Sueño and Gracie, it’s their home.

Wishing you great experiences in your home, wherever it may be,

Wendy Weber, The Singing Network Marketer

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