Whimsical

To the Mitten Kittens, Whimsical is the town we will all live in one day.  Where none of us have to work, expect for the work that needs to run our lives and keep our friends and family healthy and well.  A place where we all live on our own particular street, not states away.  A place where the teachers in our group teach our young, the nurses in our group nurse us, the fun loving serve the beer, the laborers fix our homes, and the green thumbs grow our food.

Well, in my small corner of the world, Whimsical is becoming more of a reality than a dream.  I'm the only Mitten Kitten that never lived outside of our small, sweet town.  Of course I did go off to college and live in the world of dorm life and renting a college apartment, but that was short lived.  Now that we are in our hmm, thirties, (OK, maybe we are in our twenties with five to seven years of experience, yea, that's it) starting our own families, this place, I call home, is a great place to raise those families.

Not sure when it happen actually, but I just looked out my window and notice how us nine girls were slowly moving HOME.  Our group has moved to Florida to follow a career, to Nashville to find love, to Northern Michigan to find love and a career, to Texas to follow a husband's family business, or just stayed put in that west college town.

As of now two of us are actually currently residing in "Whimsical", but that will soon double to FOUR!  Leigh moved last spring, renovated an older home right downtown to look like the pages of a Pottery Barn catalog. Tracey is currently renovating an old farm house with loads of land, with a joke from all of us that it will one day be a "funny farm".  And our newest neighbor, Lisa, (and I mean that in more then one since), will be moving home this weekend!  And she will literally be my neighbor. 

Now I've never really had a neighbor.  I live in the country, so my idea of neighbors was someone I had to use binoculars to spy on.  Well, OK, I will still have to use them, (just joking, Lisa, sorta).  But this neighbor is a bestie!  With a grass path right to her front door! How much better of a neighbor is that. 

So this saying I found on Pinterest, couldn't be more true.  Shit, in the dead of winter I will be wishing that we had a tunnel system, instead of our grass snow path.  And if only Leigh and Tracey were on the other sides of us.  Then, only the other five need to move closer home.  Whimmy would be here!  Because everyone knows, Home is where the heart is!