So, it's been a week since we moved in. Well, actually a week since we closed but we didn't sleep here until the next night but I digress. So far we have jack and shit done. That's not true. The bathroom floors were all dated and kinda gross and I knew that if a stomach virus suddenly struck I would be too grossed out to kneel on it, so I replaced all three bathroom floors with peel and stick tile. I know, tres chic, right? Faux slate. It's not too bad though and it's better than gray with pink hearts or a lovely shiny fake marble, all worn and stained. Delightful! I have about $.73 to decorate this masterpiece so I'm using every trick I can find. We also removed a large, obtrusive cabinet from over our counter. It was the most ridiculous thing and I smacked my head on it repeatedly even though I knew it was there and I have no clue why this was ever considered a good idea. Visually, it cut off the head and legs of anyone coming in the kitchen so I had to identify by crotch and it made the counter below it useless. We also bought a new fridge and when they delivered it this morning, we realized it's 2 inches too tall and hits the cabinet. So, we're ripping out the cabinet and we might rip out a bunch more and put in shelving. We also have these kick ass tall pine trees in the backyard that block the southern sky so we can't get a satellite dish. Well, we can but they have to put it smack dab on the front of the house which will totally be awesome, right new neighbors? I don't know what to do about that. We can't get U-verse here (suck it AT&T) and the cable company is crazy expensive. We've been watching Yo Gabba Gabba dvd's and a lot of PBS but I'm wearing thin. We're a TV loving family and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I need more channels. I NEED THEM.
Lest you think all is rosy, I still have every room but the kitchen and living room totally filled with unopened boxes, empty boxes (not many), rugs, clothes, etc. Seriously. You can't even walk through the office. It's so overwhelming that I decided a better use of my time would be to watch Max play in the backyard and pretend magical elves are taking care of this business. It took me a month to pack and it'll take me three months to unpack. Next time I'm selling it all and starting fresh.
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It's okay, we've been in our new place a month and the only reason I got it mostly unpacked was because I had to host two dinners over Easter weekend. Of course, mostly unpacked is a pretty loose description - I shoved the boxes in to the basement where I'm going to pretend I don't see them every time I go to do laundry.
But hey - YAY! New house!
"Had to identify by crotch". That's funny. Cute pic!
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