Today we cleared the rest of our stuff out of the house we are selling. The leaves were all changing colors in the woods behind it. The green was being taken over with bright golds and oranges.
I will miss that.
I will miss those woods. The quiet, the colors, the wildlife. That was one of my favorite things about that house.
My other favorite thing was the bathtub. It was one of those large, deep, oddly shaped tubs—sort of a wedge.
I used it often.
I sunk into that tub to warm up from a winter chill, to heat sore muscles, to retreat after sensory overload, to relax with a book.
The only bathtub in my new-to-me house is a tub/shower combo. It’s small and shallow leaving half my body out of the water. The head end of the tub slopes right into the wall pushing my neck at an uncomfortable angle. And the no-slip bottom is like sandpaper to my own bottom.
It’s just not the same thing.
There is plenty to love here, just as there was plenty to love there. But if you want to know what I miss, it’s the woods and the bathtub.
Throughout October, I will be continuing this story of getting acquainted with my home and making it my own as part of the 31 days challenge. Catch up on any posts you may have missed here: 31 Days of Nest Building.