1st night

In the new home, the loft still smells of faint construction sweat. The walls are dusty and the floors need a good washing.
To lazy to put the bed together last night, lying only 15 inches the thickness of the mattress off the floor the ceiling seems like a cloud filled sky. Looking across the loft to big 8 foot by 17 foot windows. The flicker of the street lights are almost poetic. The rumble of the train passing is a reminder of the first nights of our relationship when it was a new thing for Neil to hear a train so close.
Waking to the morning sun peaking in little by little each minute of the 30 minutes I lay there thinking. Wow after everything that has happened in the last 8 months, this has finally happened. Long time coming and almost like nothing happened at all. I have been told that when you get the 1st mortgage bill in and you see this amount of how much longer you have before you would even have this house paid off. That is when the knowing you own the place is for real.
So tonight we will go “home” to the place that allows us to check “own” under credit applications now , fix up the kitchen and put the bed together.
pictures will follow………