We made the decision, this weekend, to take our house off the real estate market. The "dream house" on Bainbridge Island will always be in our hearts (our contingency period on that home expired today, before we could find a buyer for our house), but for now, we're settling back into our city home: The home I brought my boys home from the hospital to. The home that we got the keys to on my 27th birthday. The home where we remodeled a kitchen (while living in it). And a bathroom. And the entire backyard. The home where Carson took his first steps. The home where Russell first said mama. The home we love. And, as disappointed as I am, it's funny, I also feel a great sense of relief. Is this weird? Has a big-fat-no ever brought you a sense of relief or unexpected peace? [Photo: Maco@SkyWalker]



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So first I tell you about my fall fashion faves, and now I’m blabbering on about autumnal things again. Think I’m ready for a season change? After the long and windy road of this summer (which will forever be known as The Summer of Real Estate), the answer is yes. As I’m writing tonight, I have my office window propped open here in Seattle, and there’s a cool breeze spilling in–cool as in, it has a little bite to it. I love it. Don’t get me wrong, I think summer is fine, but I absolutely love fall. The sweaters. The leaves. The wood-burning fire smell. The pumpkins. The pumpkin-spice muffins, lattes (P.S. They’ve just arrived at Starbucks!), well, anything pumpkin-flavored. Squash, of all kinds. Fall TV shows. Slower-paced evenings. Candle light. Soup. Apples and cinnamon. The countdown to Christmas. Rain boots. Scarves. I’ll take them all. (I’m not alone, other bloggers seem to be bitten by fall too, like Stephanie, who keeps the beautiful blog Nie Nie Dialogues). More ramblings, and an update…



The thing that always makes everything just a little bit better after a long and difficult day? For me it's so simple: a hot cup of peppermint tea with a generous drizzle of honey. I don't know how, but it always--without fail--does the trick for me. It's like a spa in a cup. Ahhhhhh. That's all. [Photo: thebittenword]



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Hi my dears! So, my life is consumed with real estate at present–selling one house and buying another. I feel like I’m constantly fretting about pieces of lint on my carpet or the 2 year old who just messed up the bed and wiped his hands, which were covered in applesauce, all over the windows (that’s him in the photo–the bundle of energy that he is!). Oh, and ask me how I feel about the dog who is shedding.

Anywho, so aside from real estate (and in order to get my mind off real estate), I bring you the 11 other things that are consuming me at present. Drum roll …