WHAT AM I DOING HERE AGAIN? PLUS, COLONIAL WILLIAMSBURG!

Hello!

Because that’s what you’re supposed to say after it’s been a while, right? Blogging is a funny thing. Slash, writing in a sphere consistently and then not consistently puts you in a funny spot. What do you say when you’re back? Hello will do. :)

Feels too good to be here right now. It’s late and I should be asleep, but I’ve wanted to be at this blog storytelling via writing and photos so badly. So I've delayed the sleep (even though it's been as precious as gold to this pregnant lady) to sit in my own little corner, in my own little chair, and listen to my dishwasher over there swoosh and swash away, not unlike some pretty, peaceful beach waves. 

I’ve been riding a roller coaster about this whole move since Ryan started school - and I thought this might happen. Once he started blazing his law school path, one bright before him, I wondered if it would take me more time to forge my own path, and if those "bleh" feelings would settle in. Now what? What’s my new life here all about? What do I include, invite, drop, or delete? Who is Jeni in Virginia?! Ryan's place here is clear, but mine, not so much. And big change is easier, I think, when you feel and see the purpose behind it, so I’ve been aching to be totally confident in what that is for me. Some days I want to have my life here to be totally new, and yet just the same as before, and then all together awesome that I feel strapped...this whole self-revolution stuff can sure put you in a straight jacket. Don't get me wrong, most days have been great and normal, but I gotta be honest, some days have found me feeling so vulnerable and so very uncomfortable. 

Thank heaven for this home, my husband, Olivia, and tiny babe. No matter where we live and why, I’ll always be their homebuilder, a wife, and a mother. Those purposes for my life will never change. 

I’ll write more about that mammoth called "change" and finding-my-purpose-here roller coaster tomorrow. I found something that consoled my heart as to why I’ve been up and down about this ultimately awesome new life, and I've got to share it. Who knows if someone else out there is still riding the coaster?

Feelings stuff aside, for the rest of this post I give you Colonial Williamsburg! That little town - it's beautiful. We lived here for one week when we made the drive south and west to see it. If I’m going to live out on this coast and in this historical country, give me the sights! We arrived near dusk, simply walked around, re-lived colonial USA, ate some delicious food, and soaked up time way from that moving-in humdrum (sooo glad that’s over)!

The re-inactments they had going on were pretty awesome (although, Olivia and those cannons didn't totally agree). Can I tell you how grateful I am that I wasn't alive back then?? Terribly grateful. Those brave, valiant, early American souls. I tip my hat to them all!

The shops and storefronts were quaint. Williamsburg was styled well - accurately, consistently, and  with so much charm!

This string of photos...all the curiosity in the world guides that girl these days. And the strongest drive I've ever seen to be a big girl and "do it myyyyysef!"

Checking out the prices of those wool rugs. We're still in the market, ps. Our home is still completely barren wood floor (but at least they are pretty stunning, in my book).

This Colonial Nursery was so sweet. What is it about gardens that is so peaceful? We could've been in there for a long time, especially if it would've been okay to eat the veggies they had growing all around. Literally.

The architecture that makes up Williamsburg is just stunning. Growing up, we went on Sunday drives as a family to look at how different, quaint, pretty homes were built, so if I could only show all of those buildings (and if only my Gub crew could've been with me)!

On the edge of modern-day Downtown, which runs right into the Old Town. Eat a sandwich at the Cheese Shop if you ever get a chance to visit. Mmm!

(The stranger that snapped our pic did a pretty good job, yeah? It's not that blurry!) Really, though, that sweet husband, those daughters of mine, and my home have kept me going in this new life of ours. No doubt they always will. I'm pretty grateful to be a wife and mother. And until next time, Williamsburg, you lovely thing!

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