Thursday, November 29, 2012
Basement Slobs and New House Pictures
Because some of you were curious ... here's what everything we own looks like stashed in a basement.
That's our mattress on the floor. Sometimes we do make the bed. But really, why? The chairs around the table function as our coat rack (we eat upstairs with Jon's family).
That big white rectangle is a mattress, and over in that corner are a bunch more boxes. I feel like the people from hoarders who know exactly where everything is in their mess. My blow dryer, brown sugar, and scarves all have specific spots where they belong. Beyond these three items, I seem to have very few needs lately. I am sure that is a red flag of sorts.
In the back of this picture is the ping pong table, which has folded laundry on top of it and hanging laundry around the edges. Typically in the morning I circle the ping pong table shuffling through hangers hunting for scrubs or declaring that I have nothing to wear. All of Jon and my clothes are mixed together.
Tomorrow is (fingers crossed) moving day! Can you see why we are so excited? I have a few pictures of the house to share -- the lighting was terrible and so they're mostly blurry and the coloring is horrible. Still want to see them? Thought so :)
From the road: When we were house shopping, I called this one "the winking house." Jon picked it out and I was convinced that I didn't like it. Sort of like how I was convinced that I didn't like him at first?
Main Floor: Standing in the living room, dining room to the right, front door is to the right through that archway. The white door goes to the basement, and the doorway at the back has a half bath the left and the garage to the right.
Looking at the dining room / front door:
Upstairs:
Upstairs bathroom:
Bedrooms: There are 3 and they all look about like this ... I can't tell my own pictures apart.
That's it for now! The master bath is too strangely shaped to get a picture of it as a room. I have pictures of the toilet, the sink, the shower, the tub ... nothing room-like. Jon's outside jump starting my car right now because apparently if I don't drive it for a week but leave the GPS plugged in, the battery drains. Oops.
Hoping for a short day at work tomorrow and a smooth close!
Monday, November 26, 2012
The Ants
Jon and I have a serious case of the ants waiting to move into our house. It has been a parade of delays with the bank. Chase Bank -- stay away. As weeks pass and we're still living out of boxes in Jon's parent's basement, I have noticed an evolution in our excitement.
The really-not-that-important:
"I can't wait to decorate!"
"It's so pretty!"
"I'm going to organize everything!"
"I'll run around partially clothed whenever I feel like it!"
The still-arguably-menial:
"We'll be able to set our thermostat."
"We'll be able to cook together."
"We can finally unpack our winter clothes."
"We can sleep in since our commute will be so short!"
Okay, so far they are all equally menial and there is really no categorical significance:
"We can set up the Christmas tree!" ... Ahem.
Bottom Line:
We can feel like normal married people again. My inlaws are wonderful people -- generous, hospitable, hilarious. They have a beautiful house, cook delicious food, and occasionally do my laundry. This, by the way, is completely over the top and almost embarrassingly nice. Did I mention we are living here for free?
All of that said, it's just not the same to be married and living with parents.
The bank is saying we may close on Friday this week. Of course, this is the 6th closing date they've given us so excuse me if I'm not making a paper chain or renting a Uhaul or something.
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