In Which The Purpose is Introduced to You and We Become Friends

Dorothy Gale once said "There's No Place Like Home". But what is a home really? Is it the materials that make up the house? Is it the structure itself? Or is the memories, the people associated with it?

For Dorothy to go home, all she needed to do was click her red heels together and say three times, "There's no place like home". (ok I know, it was silver shoes, but lets go with the movie version to better illustrate my point.)

For us, we searched high and low for the perfect house and what we found was a charming white house with a red door, this was the sign we needed to say, "there's no place like home."

In Feng Shui, a red front door means “welcome.” I didn't actually know that until a few minutes ago, but I stumbled upon this interesting piece of info and thought, "Hey, this works! I can use this!"

But when I first saw a picture of this house, something about it drew me closer and said "this is your house." I pointed it out to my husband, who claims he had showed it to me already, (we'll just let him think he found it first then shall we?) so we booked a showing.

We went through a lot of stuff, negotiating and what have you to get the house and honestly I just don't feel like it is important to the story, so I shall leave it out except to say that we got it and it is ours. In 48 days, we will get the keys and move into this house. Our dream house and our bit of home.

Now I know that some people are not interested in old houses, they don't see the beauty just see the work involved, or perhaps they do see the beauty but the work needs scares them off. But for my husband and I, we are not scared off. This is the style we are looking for, ghosties and all. (If there should be any, hopefully they are of the Casper nature).

So we will be moving soon and creating this perfect place for us to call "home". "We" being us and our little family. And since I promised there would be introductions, here we go.

Me aka mum or mummy. A nerdy, book reading, sarcastic, anxiety type. I mean, really if you are reading this then you will soon learn all about me.

Husband aka daddy. I haven't really decided if I will use names, I mean privacy and internet and all that stuff. So for short, we'll call him DH. The love of my life and my partner in crime.

Daughter aka B. My first born and truly wonderful, when she's not remembering that she is two and they are terrible. I won't hold it against her because she makes me laugh uncontrollably and is a beautiful soul.

Son aka H. My second born (I say this because we plan on having more.) Also wonderful. He's five months now and the happiest baby I have ever met, unless it's 7:00p.m. and then he's Mr. Fussypants and probably needs to poo.

The Dogs. We have four. But to be fair, together they make up half a big dog, perhaps 40 - 45lbs all together soaking wet? In birth order; C, O, S, N. (again names may come back into play at a later date.)

So now that we are all acquainted and you have an idea of what we are all doing here. I will continue to keep you posted on the goingson of this little place called home.