Y’all, I’m playing this song over and over and over.
(you’ll get it when you listen)
Check out Sticky from The Maine’s new record XOXO: From Love & Anxiety In Real Time to be released in July.
Let me know what you think.
Please listen responsibly.
And then there was a garage door.
Another coat of paint this week.
I love the ethereal quality of the plastic protecting the handrail and banister. Especially how it moved and sounded as we walked by.
We have appliances!
oven but no microwave (yet)
cooktop
dishwasher
Bathroom cabinets are finally where the belong.
Of course the hardware is wrong…
Still no windows…
(Eh, there’s time. We don’t close for another fifty-nine days.)
I absolutely adore this hauntingly beautiful song.
This is Last Time by Adam Melchor.
I’m curious what y’all think about this tune.
Please listen responsibly.
We have a driveway and house numbers!!
We’re still waiting for windows. (I mean, of course we are…who needs windows?)
The cabinets are still in the wrong place but per a weekly update email, that should be sorted soon.
Also, siding and plumbing fixtures will begin this week.
YBW and I measured out the dining table.
Ten feet long by four feet wide.
We’ve got ten people in our immediate family, and (the appropriate number of) friends. I’m enthusiastic about creating this wonderful place to gather!
I discovered the guy who’s going to make out table on Etsy.
The squee is real, y’all!
Three days active.
Over forty showings.
Six offers.
Our house is under contract!
Forty five thousand over asking.
Inspection waived.
Appraisal waived.
Mid-June closing.
Free rent back until end of July.
I’m still more relieved than excited, but excitement is on the horizon!
This song has been in my ear for months and I love it a little bit more each time I hear it.
Another successful collaboration between The Knocks and Foster the People.
Here’s All About You, let me know what you think.
Please listen responsibly.
I’ve been waiting for the day when we walked up to the house and found the doors locked.
Sunday this week was that day.
But I didn’t have a sad face because I was also at the house Friday this week meeting with the building manager.
We discussed the cabinets again. He remarked that he’d informed the cabinet guy, but also quickly owned up to dropping the ball when it came to following up. He was leaving us in our house to go meet with the cabinet guy so he would handle it straight away.
Stay tuned…
Hey, at least I didn’t have to use my teacher voice on them.
He did tell us he loves that we come over to the house. I asked him when the doors would start being locked. He replied they should always be locked, but then he held his hand out for my notebook and wrote four numbers before handing it back to me.
So when we got to the house Sunday morning and the interior garage door was locked, we simply punched in the code and walked through the front door.
(Thaaaaaanks, Tommyyyyyyy!)
I was in full on SQUEE mode when I came up the stairs!
We have light fixtures!
I absolutely adore the choice we made in the kitchen!
The kitchen and my shower are currently my favorite spaces in the house…
These pendants are (will be?) on either side of our bed. They’re just don’t have their pretty on yet.
Exterior lights in the front, none on the back yet.
Stay tuned on the cabinet saga.
And those windows are still “coming”…
It becomes more real each week y’all!
YBW and I left the house at 9:20 Saturday morning headed for Blandy Experimental Farm at the State Arboretum of Virginia.
We spent about three hours wandering the gardens and taking photos.
This is the Quarters where students in residence live.
We walked down the dogwood trail.
And when we turned the corner guess what I saw!
My love of lampposts is limitless and I experience child like joy whenever I see one.
I think it goes back to reading The Chronicles of Narnia as a little girl.
I loved the curve of this stone wall.
After the arboretum, we went to see Baby K.
That girl ran straight to her Papa and leapt into his arms and my Birdie heart grew three sizes!
We played outside, sat on the porch drinking chocolate milkshakes, and enjoyed the beautiful afternoon with our beautiful granddaughter.
International Week of the Birthday was pretty damn good, y’all!
I left the house at eight am Friday morning and didn’t return to it until nearly eight pm.
It was exhausting.
However, I was able to have a really great day!
I went to Lidl to pick up a pod swing Thing 1 wanted for Baby K.
Across the street to Costco for gas. (pulled right up to the pump, thank goodness)
After that, I was at a loss. I had to meet YBW at the new house at 11:30 so I just needed to kill time until then.
Turns out, Nora was available to meet for breakfast, so that killed an hour.
I came back to my neighborhood to drop off something for Meredith and Beau’s mom. (down the street there were three cars in front of my house – all the randos)
At the new house, YBW and I met with the building manager. He was making his list and I was adding to it. He was sincerely apologetic about the cabinets, saying he had spoken with the cabinet guy but then dropped the ball on following up. Fortunately, he was meeting with the cabinet guy right after he saw us, so we’re all gonna cross our fingers.
Our meeting was productive, and I’m content I didn’t have to use my teacher voice with him.
Shame they have to do more work, but that bit isn’t my problem.
Apparently the windows are ‘still coming’ the question is when…
It was 12:20 when I hit the road out to Thing 1’s house. Baby K was asleep when I arrived, so I was able to help Thing 1 do a bit of work around the house.
They’re finally settling in, they have much more to do, but in the six weeks they’ve lived there, they’ve made decent progress.
Last week, she took a bunch of plants home from our house and they’re on the porch at her house looking somewhat healthy. Husband N was working from home Friday and cleared all the unkempt flower bed so they could assess what was there (peonies and lilacs and hostas), and begin to decide where to plant other things.
Y’all, their house is so damn precious and I love seeing them turn it into their home!
My tiny girl work from her nap as I was in the kitchen washing my hands. She saw me and stopped, it took a moment to register what was up.
I said, “Hi Chicken.”
She said, “BEE!” and ran to me wrapping her arms around my legs and squeezing me tight, then she planted a big kiss on the back of my thigh.
I quickly dried my hands and scooped her up.
All the Baby K love!
Thing 1 needed to go to Target, so we three girls had a little road trip. OK, their Target is small, but good. And has some seriously great employees! Super helpful and friendly.
I was meeting YBW at the Mexican joint for dinner, so I left my daughter’s family at six and was sitting down to a big ass bowl of queso about forty minutes later.
First day of showings saw fifteen appointments and three agents contacted ours saying their clients were planning to write offers.
We’ll see how that goes.
Day six of International Week of the Birthday was even more wonderful than I expected!
I got to see two of my friends, my husband at the new house (in the middle of the day no less), spent time with my daughter and granddaughter, did a Target run, and had melty cheese!
I’ll take it!
My first full day of being fifty looked like YBW and I doing the last minute tidy and clean.
Well, I tidied and cleaned while he organized the garage and junk room in the basement before trimming, and mowing the lawn.
A pleasant break in the middle of the day involved me walking up the street to make sure Meredith and Beau remained safe while their mom went to the doctor. They’re in school two days a week, and learn online three days a week and yesterday was a home day. I was happy to fill in when their dad was called into work unexpectedly.
That evening we celebrated our hard work with a visit to our local Vietnamese joint. YBW was hankering pho ga, and I especially love this lemongrass chicken dish.
Only they’ve changed their menu and out came something not at all like the dish I love. It smelled similar, so I was content.
Until I took the first bite.
I don’t eat dark meat chicken. I understand it’s more flavorful, but for me it’s a texture thing. I literally cannot chew and swallow it.
So yeah…
Honestly, it wasnt that bad. The flavor was good enough, but after swallowing whole chunks of chicken thigh I was quite finished eating, thanks.
But, the house is ready for a shit-ton of randos to come through starting Friday morning.
Please send all the good juju that it sells quickly, I’m ready to to be in our house and feel relaxed and not always trying to check off the next to-do thing.
But, let’s get real, I’ve had worse.
(smirk and a chuckle)
(...and some I have)
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