We moved in. The marble’s in, the lighting works, and the dogs have claimed their corners. With just a few finishing touches left—curtains, polishing, furniture deliveries—we’re living in the space and designing the rest from within. This is the phase where a house becomes a home, and every detail is tested, felt, and lived.

Relocating during our home renovation meant packing up a decade of memories, two young children, three elderly pets, and every rhythm of daily life we had carefully built. In this chapter of The Sculpted Abode, I share how we found a temporary home that worked for everyone, how we approached the move with intention, and why letting go, both emotionally and logistically, was the first step toward something better.