It’s hard to believe but earlier this week marked one year since we sold our house and moved into our condo. In just about a month, I will celebrate my one year Plexiversary. You might not think that the two have anything to do with each other, but they most definitely do.

Truth be told, I was sad to leave that house. I was oddly attached to it, even considering how many issues we had with it. I had a hard time letting go because it was Gracie’s first house. Growing up, we moved so many times that I lost count. I didn’t want that for her. I wanted one house, where she would come home to from the hospital and leave when she graduated. Funny how our idea of how our life should go, is very rarely how it does go.

A year ago, I couldn’t see what a blessing it was. I *knew* that there was a reason we were moving. Selling our house at way over our asking price allowed us taking big step back and a huge deep breath. It allowed us to reevaluate what is truly important in life. A house is nice, but how nice is it if we are working so hard to pay for it that we don’t enjoy it? Paying someone else to raise our baby? It seems a little backwards to me now.

We sold our house on September 26, and just a few weeks later Plexus came into our life. And when Plexus came into my life, it opened my eyes to the possibility of having time and financial freedom. I was able to quit my full-time job a few months later, to have more time with Gracie and build my business. I know this is something that I would not have been able to do if we still had that big mortgage.

Today, almost exactly a year later, is Gracie’s last day of daycare. When I quit my job in February, we opted to keep her in daycare for the social aspect, but also so I could focus on my business. Over the past few weeks, it had really been on my heart that it was time for her to be home with me full-time.

A year ago, standing on this front stoop, saying goodbye to what was and feeling so uncertain about the future, I had NO idea what was next. If you had told that girl that a year from that day, I would be a full time stay-at-home-mommy with a thriving business, I would not have believed you. But, here I am.

God works in mysterious ways. And if there is anything I’ve learned, it’s that things always, always work out the way that they are supposed to.

Cheers to an amazing year, and for the possibilities of this next one!!!

*If you’ve ever thought about finding a way to supplement your income, or would love to be able to be home with your babies, I would love to chat and tell you my story! You can email me at pinkdrinkboston@gmail.com*

Linking up with Annie and Nat for Thoughts for Thursday!