There is no place like home

There really is no place like home and I think we found the perfect balance of small town living with city or country access. As much as I complain about where we live a lot of it is done with love. Do I miss living in the city, yes I do a lot. However am I happy that we do live close enough that's not an issue to take Mini Monkey in for doctor's appointments, or shopping, or just to make  run to Voodoo Donuts. Even better we live with in walking disance to Dark Horse Comics, I'd  like to think that was part of my husband's plan when he moved us here almost 5 years ago but I doubt it. We left the inner city because of the childern and the fact that when I was single I lived in a tiny (400sq ft) studio apartment. For single life it was perfect there was access to groceries, restraunts, bus lines, entertainment, and it was all with in walking distance. Which well cozy for the two of us midweek it did mean it was to small for the weekends unless we packed in like sardines.

However with the addition of Mini Monkey to our lives it's time to review  our living arrangment again. Which means the dread M word that's right moving. I honestly think there is nothing I hate more than that feeling of limbo while everything is in boxes and your walking through the new home wondering if you did make the right choice. Will this neighborhood live up to the hype or will in 6 months to a year will you be packing up again and hoping?

Maybe Dorothy in the Wizard of OZ was right there is no place like home but what do you do when you define home as the place you are when you are with the people you love versus a physical location? Oh the problems of a nomad turned mother.