We are moved.  We are twenty-two steps down the hall from our “home” of three years.  I know because I walked back and forth a lot.  But it’s done. 

Our condo is similar, yet different, than our rental down the hall. There are things I like better in our new home (for example, double-glazed windows that lessen the traffic noise) and things I miss (like our larger bedroom with a huge walk-in closet). But the dishwasher here is bigger and the sunrise is amazing because we are at a corner of the building. I miss the built-in bookshelves we had most of all, and when I get all the boxes emptied, bookshelves will be our first purchase.

It’s beginning to feel like home.