The End of The First Week

It's Saturday night, we're home from church, and I'm trying to figure out what to say to give you a glimpse into our first week here. It has been much harder than I thought it would be and the adjustments are many. The dryer in the apartment isn't drying, the wireless connection for the internet isn't wirelessing (a new word I just invented), and we've confused three field technicians and two phone technicians from Comcast who can't figure out why. Yes, I realize these things are not necessities in the grand scheme of life, but for an emotionally fragile menopausal middle-aged female who has lived in the same county since she was 5 years old until last week, they feel very important.

Of course, it's been awesome for Hamp and I to be under the same roof for longer than a couple of days again. I've been wanting to downsize for a while and this move gave us a reason to do so. I'll get some pictures up soon for you to see the apartment and some of the creative storing solutions we've come up with. I try not to think about the fact that we have an entire basement full of stuff still in the house since there is no more room here.

Kit has done very well, with her only complaint being that she can no longer go outside. She protests loudly at times about that, but for the most part, she's been content to look out the window and catch up on her lost sleep.







We live at the end of a section of downtown Baltimore called Fells Point. I feel completely safe walking around the area and that has been good for not only my soul, but also my legs! God was very meciful to me and provided warmer weather the first few days I was here and so I was able to explore the harbor area where we live a little.





This is our apartment building looking from a bench that is on the other side of the inlet near our parking lot.



When the wind is blowing, the ropes for the sails crash up against the masts of the boats and they sound like giant wind chimes. It's a really cool sound and you can hear it inside our apartment. I happened to be walking and heard it and tried to take a picture of the cause of the chiming.



One night as we were coming home, the moon was full and it was shining over the water near our building.



It's beautiful here in a lot of ways, yet a very different way of living life for us. We've had dinner in the Irish pub down the street at a table that overlooked the harbor, we walked to our small group on Tuesday evening and watched a rat run down the street on our way home, and went to church tonight in a different Irish pub that lets us use their upper room to meet. I've checked out some of the shops in Fells Point that are right down the street, gone to the grocery store by myself and to the mall area with the help of the GPS. I've unpacked, sorted, stored, thrown away, given away, laughed a little, cried more than a little, and even cooked dinner three nights! If what doesn't kill you really does make you stronger, then I will have some amazing stories to tell!

For now, we're taking it about half a day at a time and getting ready for our first visitors. Karen and Bob arrive tomorrow evening for a short visit. While it's not ideal because Hamp has to work, it was the only time they had between our two schedules before Nathan gets married. I personally think God knew I needed a hug from home. More to come soon and while you wait, keep praying for us. There is still much more ahead in this tale we've fallen into and we can't do it alone! We love and miss you all!