Sunday, August 12, 2012

Berry Biking

As I promised Andy I would, we went for a family bike ride at Berry College this weekend (minus Duncan--he's not much of a biker).  Before I knew it, Andy had taken us 5 or so miles away from our car and we had to make our way for my first ride we traveled approximately 10 miles.  Not bad, right?

After the ride.  Why is my helmet pushed up so far?  Better question.  Why didn't Andy tell me?

Not sure what this face is...

The little Altima holding the bike rack...

When we started, the odometer apparently read "143" or so...thus proving our 10 mile ride.

You can't tell it in the picture, but my backside was pretty sore by this point.  I'm now a firm believer in bike shorts!

Friday, August 10, 2012

One Week Down...

Yep, that's right.  It's been one whole week since we relocated to Georgia.  These are some things that I know...

1.  We are going to be okay.  It's in the little things, really.  Finally figuring out how the major roadways connect up (as I told you yesterday), meeting lots of sweet people at the church we've visited, seeing Andy happy with what he's doing, visiting some of the "sites" in Rome, finding that the Wal-Mart is less shady than the one I was accustomed to in Nashville, and much more.

2.  I like being close to Atlanta.  It's this sweet little nugget of knowledge I carry around with me each day.  And when I visit the local TJ Maxx to find that they have NO decent men's clothing options for Andy, I smile because I know I can talk my other half into taking me to the big city.  It doesn't have to be a major production complete with tanks full of gas and hotel stays, just a day trip to the city will do.  I've got him right where I want him, ladies.

3.  God has a plan.  We have recently discovered even more about Andy's path to working in Rome, and let's just say, it didn't just happen.  We have also discovered numerous connections at the church that we've visited that have helped to make us feel right at home.  I feel more certain all the time that we were meant to take this path.  Where it will lead, I am not quite sure.

4.  I'm thankful to hail from many places.  Andy and I have come into this "smaller" town with a broader perspective since we are coming from Nashville.  We are seeing the beauty in Rome, yet we also know beauty can be found in many other places.  I know my piece of the world is still so small, but I am thankful for the perspective that comes from living in different areas.  Collectively, this makes the fourth state lived in for the Bozemans (Andy--Alabama, me--Kentucky, both--Tennessee/Georgia).  We are just a pair of Southern Belles, are we not?

5.  Duncan is our constant friend and companion.  This move wouldn't be going nearly as well without him.  He's sort of that glue that holds us together.  He's our little buddy, and he is perfectly content just being with us where we are.  I believe he can make any place (even a little apartment) feel like home.

6.  We will ALWAYS have a special, warm, fuzzy spot in our hearts for Nashville.  It is where we met, fell in like and love, married, and became somewhat adult-like.  We made life-long friends, made two houses homes, and gained work experience we might not have gotten elsewhere.  We were within a couple of hours of both sides of our family, and we were in the heart of Predators country (did I mention there isn't hockey down here?!?).  The Music City will always serve as our home away from home.

Well, one week down.  Many more to go!!!

***The pictures included in this post were borrowed from Google Images.  All pictures are of Rome.***

Thursday, August 9, 2012


1.  We have cable television.  After 6.5 days without it, missing a TON of Olympics coverage, and way too many DVD viewings, we have rejoined the real world as of today.  

2.  Andy is really loving his job.  He literally hops, skips, and jumps out of bed each morning, ties his little tie, and genuinely seems excited about going to work.  This is doing wonders for both of us to see him enjoying his first days.  It's like we are witnessing the first fruits of our difficult decision to move.

3.  For the first time yesterday, I drove around town and did NOT get lost.  I am starting to figure out the major roadways around here.  Yes, Andy had things figured out days ago. :(

4.  I am having major Target withdrawals.  No, we don't have one.  The closest one is approximately 30 minutes away.  Andy has promised to take me this weekend.  He knows it is time.  Maybe the hand tremors and nervous sweats tipped him off? :)

5.  Things are possibly looking up for me on the job front.  Prayers appreciated!

6.  Duncan and I miss having a couch to sit on.  No, we didn't bring one with us.  Although Duncan was a bit confused at times about the appropriate way to sit on said couch (see picture above), we both miss it all the same.

7.  Six is a weird number to end on when listing items.  Seven seemed like a better number.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Bathroom Paint Job...

While scrolling through my pictures on my computer, I realized I don't think I ever showed pictures of the completed guest bathroom that I painted before the house went on the market.  I ended up loving the color, so it's just a shame that someone else will enjoy it instead of us (hopefully--sell, baby, sell!).

If my photography skills were a bit better, you could see the transition from the bedroom color to the bathroom.  It is 2 shades darker and a really fun contrast.

I liked the darker blue-gray (Sherwin Williams' "Software") with the shower curtain.  Very nautical.

My grand plan was to remove the towel bar and hang both of my crab paintings together above the toilet, but destroying the wall wasn't really in the hurry-up-and-get-the-house-on-the-market plan.

The darker color really livened up the bathroom.  I ended up using the Emerald line of paint from Sherwin Williams for this project (they were out of the cheap stuff, so they gave me this line for the same price=sweet!), which is their environmental-friendly, zero VOC paint line.  And let me tell you, this was really appreciated when painting in an upstairs, small bathroom.  I might have gotten high as a kite with any other paint, but the fumes were barely noticeable with this paint.  A great option when painting a small space, painting in the heat of the summer, or when painting while with child (I would imagine).  The paint went on just as smooth as any other Sherwin product, as well.  I give it 2 thumbs up!

So there you have it.  The bathroom paint job a little after the fact!

Monday, August 6, 2012

First Post from Rome...

Feel free to insert an "Italy" after Rome if you'd like. :)  

But back to reality, this post comes from our new, humble abode in Georgia.  We are moved in, everything is packed away and organized, and it feels as if we've been here forever.  NOT.  Well, we are moved in, but don't even ask where Andy's other new dress shoe is...because...well...we couldn't find it last night.  Hoping it didn't get returned on the back of the ole' Budget truck.  We are definitely in survival mode at the moment, but my goal today is to fix that.  The hubbo is currently in an orientation today at the new job, so I am here with the pup attempting to organize the clutter around here.

I didn't really take pictures of the moving's awful.  It was sort of a mad dash to load the truck, get on the road at a decent hour, and clean behind ourselves as we left to ensure the house was show-ready.  Once we got on the road, we traveled the 3 or so hours to Rome, and unloaded.  Have I mentioned we are NOT on the first floor of the complex?  That was fun.  A HUGE shout-out to Andy's mom, sister, and my parents.  We could not have done it without their help.  No, really.  I would have NO dishes or cookware right now had Andy's mom not lovingly packaged each item in paper.  We have already promised each other that we WILL hire movers for the next move.  No questions asked.

After we got settled in, we spent the remainder of the next 24 hours or so showing my parents around town.  We finally found the Old Mill at Berry College we had heard so much about.

This is the part where my mom misread the sign and said, "This is The Nub."  The sign read "The Hub."  Nice job, Mom.

Yep, in case you were wondering, the Keebler elf lives here.  He gave us some cookies.  Because we were new to the area.  It was awesome.

I have to say it is fun finding new little attractions in our new home.  Although the leaving part is not-so-fun, it is an adventure of sorts to explore a new place.  Change is hard, but I can already tell it is forcing us to grow.  Andy and I attended church here just yesterday, and we were invited out to lunch and tagged along to a small group session yesterday afternoon.  That's progress, right?  We are having to find our way TOGETHER, and in some weird, backwards way, I think it is forcing us out of the same-old, same-old.  We feel closer to one another because in a lot of ways, we are all the other has to lean on right now.  There are some beautiful things to be found in the not-easy stuff in life.  God has His ways, doesn't he?

So, you may be wondering, what am I up to?  Well, my goal for today (as stated before) is to make things "find-able" around here.  I also made sure little Andy's lunch was packed for his first day, and I am planning to have a hot meal ready for him when he walks in the door.  In a sense, I feel like my job right now is to ensure that he has a decent place to come home to, and that his only worry is figuring this new job thing out.  I'm also working on job applications, setting up cable, etc.--but my #1 priority is to make sure Andy gets adjusted.  

In fact, I took pictures of him before his first day:

I picked out his little outfit for his first day.  We aren't sure about the dress code yet, but know for sure he needs to wear the tie.  So, we went with his lighter-weight gray suit to keep him from sweating to death.

I love that his badge says, "Andy B."  That's what his mom calls him.  Too cute.

So, yes, although he will tell you he works in the accounting or finance department at the hospital, he IS the Controller.  So modest, he is.  One of my favorite things about him. :)

Well, I think that's it for now.  Duncan and I need to get busy around here...

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Our Status...

As I type, I sit in our living room surrounded by bags, boxes, and suitcases, enjoying a mug full of coffee before I force myself to pack another item.  The last few days have been a whirlwind of last-minute errands, car repairs, phone calls, and packing tape.  We have both had more than a few moments of, "Are we crazy?" and "What were we thinking?" along the way.  But truthfully, God has worked his way in and seems to strengthen one of us when the other is weak and doubting.  We have yet to have a mutual breakdown--we consider this a win.  

Andy has been saying his "goodbyes" at work this week, and is currently working his last half day as we speak.  He, too, has come to love his place of work and co-workers, so this type of thing just isn't easy.  

We said our "goodbyes" to our church family on Sunday, as well.  I couldn't even read the sweet card all of our friends had signed while with them--sure I would cry and embarrass myself (and Andy).  These sweet young couples have served as our sounding board, our friends, and fellow Christian brothers and sisters over the last few years--I believe their support helped to strengthen our marriage.  They will not soon be forgotten or replaced.

All of this to say, moving is hard.  I mean, honestly, it is always difficult.  Just the packing, lifting, taping, and labeling is annoying--but this type of move--the few hours away, need to make plans to see you, start completely over kind of move is really tough.  What gets us through?  Well, our mutual belief that we are meant to take this journey helps immensely.  It is a common bond that we share.  A steady mindset that says, "We are going to be okay.  We are making the right decision."  

I am holding fast to a comment Andy made recently when all of the question marks had me freaked out (how long will we be in GA?  should we buy a home there?  will Andy like working in a hospital?  will I find a job that I can be proud of?).  He softly reminded me that we have a 6 month lease at our new apartment.  Thus, we have 6 months to figure things out.  He reassured me that in 6 months we will know SO much more than we do now.  Andy will know better how long we will need to stay in GA.  We will know enough to know if it is wise to buy another home, or if it would be better to just rent long term.  Andy will know whether working in a hospital is what he wants to do for the long haul.    And as for my job, 6 months can allow for things to happen.  I believe in some way that God spoke through Andy that night in saying exactly what I needed to hear.  You have time.  Time to not know everything, but slowly gather your facts.  Just do what needs to be done today, and then wait the rest out.  We will be okay.

Why do I share all of this?  Well, frankly, Andy and I don't like to bother people with all of our many worries, so we find ourselves saying all of the things we think people want to hear when asked about the move.  We seem to only share our fears and concerns with one another, but sometimes I think it helps to let people know the dirty details because they know you are human.  And because they can offer prayers and thoughts on your behalf.  And because it allows them to see that you aren't actually chomping at the bit to leave them in the Tennessee dust and get the hoot out of town!

So, dear friends, the time has come for me to get things done.  Thank you for reading (if you were able to get through this one), and stay tuned for Georgian updates to come.  I hope to be better about posting as we get settled.  

Last but not least, here's to a WONDERFUL first FULL day of school tomorrow to Nashville's finest--the teachers out there.  I cannot tell you how surreal it is to know school has started and I am not a part of it.  You are in my thoughts and prayers--I miss you dearly, Cole friends!