Displaced Beachbums

Where thou art – that – is Home.  ~Emily Dickinson

Forty six days after we moved out of our home in Virginia, having traveled through eight states & visiting with many friends, we finally have our keys to the London flat. As an Army wife, I chose this rambling lifestyle and truly believe we carry “home” in our hearts.  Whether we’re going to be somewhere for 6 months or 6 years, we hit the ground running with each move.

I’ve known Army spouses who give themselves 48 hours from the time the moving truck drives away to get their house organized & decorated, including the drapes.  Our household goods (furniture, etc)  will be delivered on Monday. Can’t imagine I’ll have everything done in 48 hours but maybe a week! If the weather is nice, it’ll be a lot longer.  I know better than to spend a nice day indoors!

The flat is pretty much a blank canvas:

Kitchen ~ lots of counterspace

This isn’t a lifestyle for the faint of heart but the rewards of living in so many different places and getting to meet so many different people, is truly a blessing.  It may be only 11 months in London, but my home will be a soft place to land and always open to family and friends.