But back to the house. It'll be in an actual neighborhood with sidewalks. I've been longing for this since... oh, forever. A house in the burbs. Hubby and I decided we weren't feeling permanently sure of our location out here in Ohioland enough to buy a house so we decided to give renting a whirl. There's only one small upside to living in an area where you have no family ties and that's the fact that anywhere is an option. There's a pretty large radius we were able to consider AND since we've already done the city route, we had no qualms about being "out there." Hence, a house in the sort-of middle of nowhere.
I can't wait for trick-or-treaters. For real though. Walks around the neighborhood with Teacup in tow. Washing cars, in our very own driveway. Entertaining at the house. Gardening. Mums! Oh, I'm sooo excited for mums. And this image, which I've become obsessed with conjuring up: The warm and cozy smell of Autumn scented candles. Fire roaring (not sure if this fireplace quite "roars" but you know, we'll go with it). Sunday night football. Wings in the oven. Maybe some beer? Something amazing and season like though -pumpkin something or other, for sure. Crisp, cool, Fall day. Beautiful blue skies. Pumpkin lattes. Bike rides. Orchards. Sweaters. Pumpkin pies. Ok, ok...