The levy was dry

I baked a pie today!!  A peach/blueberry pie.  It is so delicious, probably the best pie I've ever made.... seriously.

That's the real deal people.  It came out so perfect, I was even surprised.  I love baking and cooking things.  Yes, they are two separate things.  When it comes out as planned it's even better.  To me there is nothing like the smell of pie or cake or whatever is baking wafting through the entire house. You could smell this from one end of the house to the other, top to bottom. It smelled and tastes delicious! 

This is the 4th thing I've made since moving into my new home.  And that's what it is now, my home.  I had a sudden jolt earlier today when I was pouring something to drink: this is home.  I've been here about 2 weeks. The first week was definitely an adjustment and walking around on eggshells.  Last week was purgatory, but not in a bad way.  I no longer associate my house as my home.  I've been there a couple times since moving out and it still looks the same, but doesn't feel the same to me.  In the same since my current residence didn't feel strange to me, but it wasn't comfortable either.  

Now it's home.  I feel at ease here.  I don't have a particular rhythm or a set routine yet, but I'm not worried about getting in the way or feeling obliged to be in the same room as the other house occupants.  My sleeping habits are different however, I haven't slept in since the second day!  I'm up by 8 or 9 which is early for me.   And I still don't have a vehicle, but luckily I've been able to use one from here when I need it.  Which I'm actually ok with because I had peach/blueberry pie a la mode tonight.