Hello world! I've missed you!

Our family moved to a new city a couple of weeks ago, and the craziness of selling our old house, getting everything packed up, moved, unpacked, and adjusting has consumed me for longer than I care to admit.

We were very happy in our old neighbourhood and we loved our old house. I was all in favour of moving, but I didn't quite realize just how much it would affect me subconsciously. I found myself floundering a bit, unsure how to get back into a routine when everything around me had changed so drastically. It threw me off my game like...OMG.

But today is the beginning of a new normal, and I'm determined to make it work for me, to embrace this new home wholeheartedly. So I'm starting a new book, I've got my writing chair set up and parked in a good spot, and I'm diving in. Wish me luck!!