Larry and I have put our house on the market. At a moment's notice, we load up the dog in the car, turn on all the lights in the house and leave our home wide open for complete strangers to traipse through. A couple of times, I've come home to find someone has rearranged my books. For this introvert, it's kind of creepy.
I'm trying to overlook all of that and recognize that it's part of the journey, and change often requires at least a little discomfort. Even the characters in our clean and sweet romance novels need to go through some sort of angst before they get to the sweet part.
So, this month I'm celebrating the process of change--the weird, the uncomfortable, and the sweet.
This is Ember and I at the beach picnic house around mid-March. It was still cold. Ember looks happier than I do because she's got a fur coat, and I'm wearing just a sweat jacket. Hey, at least it wasn't raining, and our ears were warm!
By the way, Ember and I didn't wear any makeup for these glamour shots. We clean up nice, but the truth is, this is how we look most of the time!