A Welcome Home ... Mailbox

I've spent the past week going through closets and drawers trying to clear things out to make space for our Goldie in this little 3-bedroom rental. I boxed up dresses that were getting too small for the three little girls and squeezed Penny's dance dresses into our closet to make a little space for Goldie's own dresses. I boxed up blankets that were in one drawer and consolidated clothes that were in another so she has a few dresser drawers. I boxed up toy sets that were stacked on dressers to give her somewhere to set a few books and belongings. I still need to get to work clearing her a drawer in the girls' bathroom and making space in the coat closet.

Goldie has never really lived with us in this rental. (She was here living out of her packed suitcases for about ten days of home MTC.) I'd been fairly convinced she'd come back to a new house on the farm (complete with her very own set of dresser drawers--imagine--haha!).

As it is, ... she returns in ten days. (TEN DAYS! Can you believe it? Ten days until I have all ten of my kids together again! At least for weekends here and there. Such happiness!) And what we have is ...

A mailbox (and an official address--though it's obscured in this online place :)), an official county garbage can, and a long stretch of road shoulder and ditch (redone to be less narrow to please the county). 

That's what we've got. 

Along with this view (the best view from the farm, I fancy)--waiting to be looked upon from an official front porch.
 

But! She will be home in time to see ground broken! Hopefully all the thousand pieces are finally almost in place and that will be in March! Hopefully! HOPEFULLY!!!

(In the meantime, at least our views here at the rental continue to be ... well, they certainly aren't chopped liver!)