So, I have been stressed! I started class and spend my weeks at the school working like crazy! My days have been 10-12 hours long...plus transportation. We live in a suburb of Seattle, so its not a quick commute. Anyways, when I get to come home it is great. It is such a wonderful release of tension to come home and change into sweat pants after a day like that. Even here.
So, what I am saying is; even though this place is crazy and frustrating on the outside, it is the inside that makes it home. Home isnt defined by the material or practical aspects of the house, it is who you come home to and the environment that you collaboratively create.
My house and my neighborhood is a mess, but our home is beautiful!