While walking Rusty after dinner, it suddenly dawned on me that I've been doing this same routine for one year. In a nutshell, I've been cooking, cleaning, working and walking Rusty for a year now. It wasn't that hard, was it?
Looking back, the months leading to the move were the most stressful. I had mixed feelings about leaving my parents. Then there was the mortgage to deal with, plus the furnishing, painting and flooring. We were heartbroken to leave Rusty behind because we were afraid he couldn't cope with apartment living. And he got into a bad fight which made us change our mind.
Everyone, including Rusty, is happily settled now. The boys have their own space, so there is nothing to squabble about. We have cable TV and reliable internet connection now, so the kids have no reason to be bored. Everywhere is within easy accessibility, they no longer rely on me to drive them around.
How quickly we've all adapted. All the homesickness that used to plague me is gone. Instead of missing my parents, I look forward to our weekly gatherings at their home.
I've almost forgotten what life at the farm was like. Geez, I'm still amazed at how quickly time flies.