When this post goes live I will either be moving into our new home or about to fly back to states to start the move process. Either way, I will be quite busy. I apologize if it takes a few days to respond to emails, comments or messages.
I love the house we are moving to. For the past three years, Jeremy and I have lived in a 660 square foot two-bedroom one bath apartment. It’s cozy but with two hyper cats, it can feel a little on the small side. Especially when I have three businesses I do out of the house. I don’t just run this blog. I’m also a photographer and I have a dog treat business called Barking Fabulous. The house we are moving to will have more than enough room for us and the cats. I will be able to run my businesses comfortably from the home.
Of course, though, when I show pictures of the house that we are moving into, my friends come through with responses like “How do you always find houses that look haunted?” or “I hope it’s haunted,”. I didn’t ask if it was haunted. Even if it isn’t haunted, we are bringing Al and Rampu. Plus, I hope my dad comes to visit occasionally. I know he would love the house. It’s an old farmhouse built in 1900. I’ve always wanted to live in an old house that has character and history. This house promises that.
One of the questions I have gotten lately is how do I prepare my ghosts for the move. Well, moving to Japan was easy. At that time, I only had to worry about Al. As you saw in the second post about Al, we sat down and talked to him about moving to Japan. We spoke with him a few times before we moved to let him know he was welcome to come with us but we understood if he didn’t want to follow us to Japan. He wasn’t happy about it but at least we took the time to explain what was going on. When we move, I always make sure that my jewelry is with me. His ring will be traveling with me. I will also be carrying my necklace that has my dad’s ashes in it and the rosary he gave me when I first moved out.
Speaking of the rosary, if you follow my social media you would have seen where I posted a few weeks ago about the weird thing that happened with rosary. I was going to take pictures for this post of the rosary. I have some stuff of my dad’s in a little cubby on our entertainment center. It has one of my favorite pictures of Dad, the rosary, a turtle that Dad brought me from a trip, and a flask that Jeremy and I gave him for our wedding. The flask has the last alcohol that he had put in it before he passed away. I set up the cubby right after we came back from Dad’s funeral. In the two and half years since then, the cats have never messed with the stuff in the cubby. Nor has anyone else messed with it. I have had the rosary draped over the picture in a certain way. The cross would come over the front about halfway down the picture. The rest of the rosary would go down the back of the picture frame. Well, when I went to go take pictures I realized something was wrong. It took me a moment to realize the cross was gone off the front. I thought maybe the cats had broken the cross off but when I picked up the picture I realized that cross part was in the back. The rosary was hanging completely opposite as how it should be. I don’t know how it ended up like that. Inm the weeks since that happened, it has stayed as it should have. Maybe Dad dropped by to let me know that even though Jeremy was gone for 2 months, I wasn’t alone.
I can’t believe that by the next time post goes live, we will officially be living in the states again. I’ll miss Japan, but I am so excited to see what adventures we have next. See you on the other side!