Ah, moving

Moving is fun. NOT. Allow me to show you why:

That is my living room. That wonderful door you see is my closet. With my work clothes and shoes. It’s tricky to see, but the boxes allow juuuuuust enough room for the door to open after I’ve climbed Box Everest to get there.

Probably should have come up with another strategy for that, eh? Whoops. Nothing like a little walking up a mountain before work.

We got blogged! Hooray!

I’ll be honest. I’ve been stalking my photographers, Mike and Kate Duval from MKD Photography, for a good long time now. Before we even chose them, I was watching them. Kind of like the FBI and Whitey Bulger (how’s THAT for topical, eh?). We knew we wanted to work with them from the get-go, and were floored by the result: the most gorgeous photos I’ve ever seen.

And we’ve been anxiously awaiting the day when we finally got to be featured on their blog. TODAY’S THE DAY!!

Here’s the link. Feel free to cry a little… I did. I am so in love with these pictures.

See if you can figure out which one was “That’s What She Said.”

Inspired by the House

In my last post, I talked about how the hubby and I are moving into the oldest house in our hometown to be its resident caretakers. Cool, right? We’re stoked.

We’re signing the 3-year lease and getting our keys on Tuesday. Our official “move-in” date is July 1. BM E (you remember her, right?) is getting married next weekend (OMG YAY!), which means we’ll be doing all our moving after we get out of work Wednesday, Thursday, and Monday-Friday. I have a feeling we’ll be moving last-minute stuff after the official date, which won’t be a problem, just kind of annoying.

The moving itself shouldn’t be the hard part, knock on wood. The fun/challenging part is that we’re allowed to paint. And the wallpaper in the kitchen has *got* to go. So it will, and the cabinets, walls, living room, and bedroom will all be painted lovely shades of whatever we want. Actually, I think we’re going paint picking tonight– is it weird how excited I am for this?

Because the house was built in 1681, it’s fair to say it’s old. And it has a lot of “charm,” like uneven floors with gaps between the planks. But I love it, and find myself becoming craftily inspired by it. Remember how I’m crafty? Not. I crocheted scarves for people a couple of Christmases ago, but ran out of yarn for the hubby’s and thus *still* haven’t finished it. Whoops. I considered doing my own floral arranging for the wedding. Then paid Whole Foods to do it. I learned that I will never ever trust my printer again, nor will I attempt printing invitations or menus or table numbers of any kind ever again.

But because this house is speaking to me of the ways of old and good old New England Puritan work ethic and resourcefulness, I’m coming up with lots of crafty, old-timey hobbies to pick up:

• Brewing beer/cider (still… I already do this and love it!)
• Making a braided rag rug (area rugs are EXPENSIVE!)
• Canning and jam-making (there’s a farmers’ market right around the corner ever Saturday morning… beyond excited)
• Soap (well… why not?)

Have you indulged in any of these? How did they turn out? Am I asking for trouble? Probably

 

And the hits just keep on coming

Now that I have another fascinating (probably more interesting than our wedding for the general public anyway) topic to write about, I thought now would be a good time to get back on the blog wagon. Yippie ki-yay!

So now you’re curious what my fascinating new topic is. I did that on purpose… so clever.

The main topic isn’t that I left the great job I had at the bakery, though I did. As it happens in life, the shine wore off a bit. And though I was happy overall, I wasn’t financially sound. The hubby and I are a great team, but I sort of hated being broke all the time and not be able to contribute as much to our joint financial situation. The good news is that I found another great job, back in my field of study from college: marketing.

No, the fascinating topic is that the hubby and I have been chosen to be the resident caretakers of a historic property in our hometown. It’s the oldest extant structure in town. Still working on what that means, but I do know for sure that it was built near 1681 and is on the National Register of Historic Places. Do YOU know anyone who lives in a house on that list? Now you do!

So follow along on our adventure as we prepare, move in, and settle in as Residents. Here’s hoping it’s as much fun for you to read as it is for us to live!