This was my mother’s response to my last post- the one where I was full of anxiety and convinced I was going to explode myself and everything around me because I know nothing about propane tanks.


…but it seems I will (still) be stuck opening my own cans of biscuits. Thankfully, I don’t use them very often.

Sunday. My twin sisters’ birthdays. The last day of February and this weekend.

I haven’t felt compelled to do much these past few days. Between working a little bit of overtime the last two weeks and running errands, it’s been nice to just bleh.

And do the bare minimum.

This is a big year for the family, now that I think about it. The teenager and I are moving out to the country. He’ll get a license upgrade, which means he will be driving himself to school. And hopefully work, too! He’s been wanting a job for years.


As the man child dives into the working world, I will be at the edge of the shore, dipping my toes back into running my own household again. And into volunteer work.

That’s another achievement I’ve unlocked- I am going to start volunteering for an organization in Wichita. I don’t mind doing a little bit on weekends here and there that will make a difference. In fact, I very much want to.

Kind of feels like a dam has burst. For years, I have felt stagnant and now, everything is happening all at once.

I can’t help but be overwhelmingly grateful for these opportunities.

So many doors are opening. For years, I have been working on manifesting a two story home. A sanctuary. A home where people come to visit. A home where I can offer a cozy bed to someone who needs a safe place to stay.

A home that has a heart. A home full of life.

I mean, I had originally pictured it being in the city. Not that I am complaining about life in the country. Nature brings me peace, so to be surrounded by nothing but trees, fields, animals, and quiet is a most incredible gift in itself.

And then on top of that, I am lucky enough to be moving into a beautiful farm house. THAT HAS A SUN ROOM! A SUN ROOM!

You guys know I will be filling this place with plants. With some help from my friend in Texas. She spoils me with cuttings- and she is already planning what she’ll be placing in the next plant box she sends.

I was, however, curious if I’d have very many visitors once COVID fades away, because most of my local friends aren’t very local. And I am, essentially, moving into the middle of nowhere.

But I have been happily surprised at, when I have shared my most wonderful news, how many people said they will pop over for a visit.

Looks like I finally have the home I’ve dreamt of for years.

It feels good to know I am building something great. Breathing a long held dream into reality. All of the seeds I planted years ago are finally breaking the surface.

I’m excited for what the future holds and all that is happening now.

More posts to come.

Published by amberalice

I’m not sure how to summarize myself properly (I struggle with simply being human). But let’s give it a try! Spiritual witchy hippie who dreams of three day weekends and human rights for all. Lunch lady to the neighborhood birbs (white breasted nut hatches are the best!). Adore my jumping spiders. Oh, there are also 50 or so plants we share our home with. And some rogue lady bugs. It’s always interesting to see where they show up. Like on toilet paper. This is where I add a heavy dash of queer, neurodivergency, and vegetarianism. Am big on hugs- I give them most generously.

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