So, I’ve sat here for the better part of an hour writing and erasing a post.
Here’s the deal: I AM SO EXCITED that we are getting our beach house next week. But it’s a little awkward to be SO EXCITED and to go on and on about it.
Talking about the new house here feels kind-of like, “Oh, hello. I hope you’re not having a crappy day because I’m here to tell you all about the really terrific thing happening to ME.”
But since I’m always quick to post the hard times in this space, I should also post the best of times.
Especially since that’s the blog’s title and all.
For the Hergenraders, the promise of our own beach house represents the very best of times.
We’ve got butterflies in our stomachs…
…like Catie and Elisabeth’s expression in this picture, feeling the thrill of getting on a plane bound for Disney.
…like Nate right before he gets a bowl of ice cream.
…like Sam on a Saturday morning with nothing to do.
In other words, it’s the best of times around here right now.
And I hope you’re having a really, really good day too.
