by Carmel on February 10, 2015 · 12 comments

After a while on the road, I started to crave a place of our own to take care of. It sounds weird, but part of what I was missing was a place that was mine to care for and clean. I am a little weird, I’ll admit, but it wasn’t just because I missed my cleaning supplies. I wanted to be responsible for something – however small it was. I think this is why we always felt a little more comfortable and content in the apartments we rented (Mongolia, Seoul, Chiang Mai, Granada…).


Relishing the rare chance to really unpack our bags in our apartment in Mongolia

We’re finally settled in our new house after just a week. Moving day was fairly simple with enough hands to carry the loads and about 75% less stuff than we’ve ever moved before. That afternoon, despite waking up at 4am that morning, the exhaustion of driving up and down I-5 for hours, and carrying boxes to and fro, Shawn and I spent hours setting up what we could before we finally crashed. I should say, before we crashed for all of 4 hours. Sometime around 3:30am, we were both lying in bed, wide awake. Shouldn’t this be the time we are finally relaxed and at ease? No more moving. We’re settled! We have our own place! It’s adorable and the perfect size. It’s in the neighborhood we wanted. And, most importantly, it’s ours! So why the hell were we so anxious?


Home is where your vinyls are

After 18 months of being vagabonds, I’ll admit it feels weird settling down. Living at my mom’s never felt like home, as I mentioned in my last post. It was warm and comforting, but for the 3 or so months of the 6 when we were actually there, we felt and knew it was temporary.

We’ve made a decision – and I still think it’s the right decision for us. I have a good job, Shawn’s time as a full-time writer is coming to an end, but the next phase of our dreams and plans are underway. Yet I’m still a little uncomfortable.

As much as I loved traveling, I know that’s not what I want right now. I want a home. I want a more permanent life. And yet I’m still stuck in the mindset of a traveler. I can’t quite unpack my bags in a sense. It’s not quite home.


My apron, our magnets – little reminders that this will be our home

We spent most of the weekend putting up photos and artwork. It’s helping to make it feel a little more like ours. I see our wedding photos lining the hall and smile as I remember the feeling of anticipation and excitement for all that laid ahead at that time.

The travels are over. Our lives, as we knew them, have resumed. But it’s different now. We’re different now. And as much as it feels like an ending, I know the next adventure is just around the corner.



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Karen February 10, 2015 at 9:28 am

“Home is not where you live, but where they understand you”

A traveler’s heart is never really quite dormant, remembering the experiencesd, but a loving heart is always beating ahead.

“The more one does and sees and feels, the more one is able to do, and the more genuine may be one’s appreciation of fundamental things like home, and love, and understanding companionship.”
Amelia Earhart


Carmel February 14, 2015 at 10:13 am

No, definitely not. I already have a million ideas of places to go and things to see. But for now, we’re happy to be settling into a new place of our own…only time will tell what the futures holds!


Karen February 10, 2015 at 9:30 am

your new home looks warm and inviting. enjoy


Kellie February 10, 2015 at 6:33 pm

You have the cleanest, most tidy house EVER!

I think it’s just part of the human condition, we want the opposite of what we have. I always thought this wasn’t such a good thing, but you know I’ve begun to think, that drive and desire to want other things is actually pretty good.
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Carmel February 14, 2015 at 10:14 am

Well, we did make sure to clean before taking photos…
You make a good point. If we were always content with what we had, maybe we’d never venture to do more. Of course it’s good to appreciate what you have, too. For me, I’m just happy to have my kitchen supplies back.


Steph (@ 20 Years Hence) February 11, 2015 at 9:25 am

I’m sure with time, as you settle into your new digs and routine that it will feel more like home to you. It certainly looks cute and cozy—I love how cheery your kitchen is!

And, as you say, the travels may be done (for now!), but that doesn’t mean your adventures are over.
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Carmel February 14, 2015 at 10:15 am

I hope you’re able to come see it in person! I try to keep a cheerful kitchen. It’s where some of my happiest moments take place. 🙂


Maddie February 11, 2015 at 12:49 pm

I think it’s completely normal to feel a bit unsettled when this is finally it – putting your bags away in your own place. It will just take a little while to adjust to the new routine but you look like you’ve done a great job in making it your own already. Love the new place, kitchen is super cute 🙂
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Carmel February 14, 2015 at 10:16 am

Thanks, Maddie! I think part of it is that we’re so far away from the things that make us feel at home – friends, places we love, etc. But I’ve only lived in a handful of new cities, so I wanted to try it out. And it will just take time to make new memories and find new places to love. Luckily friends are only a 2 hour drive away. 🙂


Sarah Somewhere February 11, 2015 at 4:06 pm

I love your house!!! It is cute as a button and so, so neat! Happy house warming guys xxx
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Carmel February 14, 2015 at 10:16 am

We try to keep things clean around here. 😉 Thanks, Sarah! Only wish you guys were around here now so you could stay with us <3


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