Home Sweet Home
So TR and I have moved into our new home.
The good news it’s a GREAT place. We got so lucky. It’s much bigger than we really need but somehow we’re still managing to fill the whole dang thing with all our junk. We’re trying to name each room, too. Of course, the room with our bike trainers and his computrainer, etc., is dubbed, “The Bat Room”. The house itself has been named, “The Bamboo House” due to its abundance of hardwood floors and bamboo-like paneling throughout. Funny.
It’s in a great location (but what isn’t a great location in Boulder?), coincidentally not even a half mile from JZ and Mark. I love having them in walking distance. Yesterday I was organizing some things and heard Mark’s voice calling to me from downstairs…. he’d come over to see how moving-in was going, and walked right in. For some reason, that made me ridiculously happy. I love the feeling when you’re such good friends with people that they not only look in on you, but walk right into your house to do so.
I left all my furniture in Atlanta, so thanks to Tingle for giving me her bed and dresser to use, JZ and Mark for the couch, and Emily and Lars for giving TR one of their extra beds. Getting hooked up with these basics was sooo helpful! Thanks, guys.
The BAD NEWS with the house is that it looks like we will only be able to rent it for 6 months. 
The owners want to return in April, so unless their plans get delayed, we’ll be house hunting again in a few months. We are completely bummed about that as we are both loving the house, and loving finally feeling settled.
Living with TR is like living with my brother, in the best sense of the word. We bicker like siblings, tell stupid jokes that make us both collapse in giggles like we’re 10 years old, and look out for each other with a family kind of protection. When we ride together he never lets me be on the left side – I always have to stay to the right of him so HE is closest to the traffic. I tease him that I’d probably repel any car off of me stronger than he would, but I smile to myself at the good care he takes of his “little sister”.
I know sharing space with him will only add calmness and security to my “adventure year” – I know he has my back, as I do his.
Next weekend his niece is coming for a visit — we’re so excited to have our first guest at The Bamboo House.
Who is next????? 
