Hello! Warning – this is a pictureless “brain dump” post. I have some more posts planned with lots of fun pictures but for now, need to catch myself up here!
Brad and I made it to Nicaragua – er, THREE MONTHS ago!! Totally dropped the ball on the whole “blogging all the time telling everyone about my new life!” I blame myself but I will also share the blame with the fact that I work all day and when I get home the last thing I want to do is be on the computer. Yes, my company has hooked me up with an iPhone with a full plan and internet but lets just say that if I want to check out the latest happenings on Facebook, I might as well log in, go make dinner, eat and THEN check my phone to see if everything is loaded :) Ok I am being dramatic but patience really is a virtue here because things are s-l-o-w.
So lets backtrack a bit. I’ve been posting photos and updates on Facebook but I think this will be a great place to store my thoughts and hey, maybe someone else moving to Nicaragua one day will find this useful…
Brad and I arrived in Nicaragua and immediately started to look for a place to live. I honestly didn’t have many requirements since I knew the pickings would be slim – I just wanted a safe, clean house with lots of air flow and close to where I work. The first place we looked at was really cute from the outside but once inside, you could tell the place hadn’t seen any TLC in awhile – oh and there were no screens on the windows so we would be REALLY living with nature – no thanks.
Enter awesome house on the beach with a big porch and lots of coconut trees. We initially thought it was out of our price range but upon speaking with the caretaker, we could make it work! So we are now the proud renters of a two bedroom, two bath house with a loft and plenty of open space for Finn to lounge around when he’s not running like a nut on the beach — more on him in another post :) The house has been great and is starting to feel like home!
I think one of the reasons I haven’t blogged since we got here was that I was struggling with missing friends and family. Everyone always comments how jealous they are that I live in paradise and that what we are doing is so awesome – and it IS. But it’s also hard! You could live in the most amazingly beautiful setting, but eventually things become familiar, and routine and you start to remember just how important those people back home are :)
I don’t want this to sound like I am complaining or that I want to move home because that isn’t the case at all – I am just struggling with not getting to see my favorite people every day! I will say though, it makes those FaceTime and Skype dates that much sweeter – I’ll be home in a month and can. not. WAIT to see everyone!
Oh and my parents arrive tomorrow so that helps too! Watch out Nicaragua, I don’t know if you’ll be the same once my parents and their best friends are done with ya’ ;)