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Feb. 12th, 2006
house stuff, as usual.
Feb. 12th, 2006 08:45 pmI need one more day of weekend. (Okay, I want more than one more day, but I would settle for just tomorrow.) We have gotten off to a slow start both yesterday and today, but in total, we have worked pretty hard this weekend. Especially today. It's been pretty fun to watch the house take shape, if a lot of work.
We have to officially be out of the townhouse on Thursday or so, and so this weekend was the prime time to clean. We completely finished the upstairs, the stairs, and the oven and fridge yesterday except for the carpet cleaning. M went over today and cleaned the carpets, both upstairs and down, and did the grocery shopping while I stayed home and unpacked/cleaned/worked. I really, really needed that time, I think, because it's been bothering me how much there is left to do. We didn't get a whole lot done last week, but I think we're officially heading downhill now. There's still a LOT to be unpacked, but most of the stuff that we actually use on a regular basis is out and in place by now. Last week I worked long days, too, and I usually have trouble getting stuff done in the evenings on those days. I'm hoping I'll be able to stay on track better this week. I guess tomorrow we'll have to go over and finish the cleaning at the old place, though, much as I hate to. There's not much left, though, and while I wish we were done now like we would have been if I'd gone over today, I don't particularly regret it.
In typical K fashion, I have griped about several little things wrong about the house but I haven't mentioned any of the good stuff. I mainly do this when things are generally very good.. the small things are just easier to latch on to then, but y'all are probably thinking that I have buyer's remorse or something. I'm surprised a little bit by the fact that I don't really have that at all. I kind of expected to, in that way you do when you sign away your next thirty years, but I haven't. It's a fascinating thing to suddenly have S P A C E to breathe, and to know that when you clean the kitchen, you're cleaning YOUR kitchen. As a matter of fact, the kitchen has stayed cleaner this week than it's been, ever, and we're making it a bit of a goal to keep it that way. It just feels so much easier now than it ever has before.
(You know, in the interest of full disclosure, I should probably add that it's stupid to feel this way now when we owned the trailer we lived in for over three years, too. There were somewhat extenuating circumstances that made that feel less special, though, like the fact that it was a trailer, the fact that we didn't own it for the first six months, the fact that it didn't actually cost us anything* and the fact that we knew all along that we were going to sell it back to my parents fairly soon and my dad got all freaked out at the idea of us doing certain renovations like painting the freaking wood paneling, which was something of a family drama because my mom thought we should be able to do whatever the heck we wanted with our OWN walls and thought my dad was being unreasonable. We thought so, too, but finally decided it just wasn't worth pursuing for the sake of family unity.)
*True story: the state bought the land that the trailer was on to build a road while we were renting it. They would either give us $1,000 to help us move, or they would give us $6,000 if we ended up buying property as a result of the move. So.. we bought the thing from my parents and sold it back to them when we moved here. Good deal, if you can get it. Also, sometimes people get kind of joking-pissy with us because we tend to be lucky with stuff like that. Of course, those same people who laugh about how lucky we are got to pay off their own mortgage plus put a significant chunk of change in the bank as a result of that same transaction, so perhaps their credibility is lessened right there on that situation. ;)
Anyway, the point was really going to be that it's dreadfully nice to have a house. Today I have been adoring my kitchen appliances. We picked out the fridge, so I expected to like it, but it's SO NICE and roomy! I am used to apartment appliances now. We were worried about both the stove and dishwasher, but as it turns out, they are wonderful wonderful wonderful. The oven! It beeps when it is preheated and there are timers and clocks! The real miracle is the dishwasher, though. M and I had constant discussions about how one needed to LOOK at the dishes before putting them away because half the time, you'd pull something out of the cabinet with food stuck to it and that KILLS me. This one? It gets the dishes clean! I am so not used to this! And not just clean, but shiny and sparkly and new-looking. I cannot put my love for this dishwasher into words.
M, on the other hand, is in love with.. well, the drawer beside the stove. Boys are weird.
This is the song that they played at my brother's wedding. It always makes me tear up when I hear it now because what I know now that I didn't know then is that forever, in the actual life sort of way, turned out for them to be a little less than a year and a half.
Today would have been their twelfth anniversary.
We have to officially be out of the townhouse on Thursday or so, and so this weekend was the prime time to clean. We completely finished the upstairs, the stairs, and the oven and fridge yesterday except for the carpet cleaning. M went over today and cleaned the carpets, both upstairs and down, and did the grocery shopping while I stayed home and unpacked/cleaned/worked. I really, really needed that time, I think, because it's been bothering me how much there is left to do. We didn't get a whole lot done last week, but I think we're officially heading downhill now. There's still a LOT to be unpacked, but most of the stuff that we actually use on a regular basis is out and in place by now. Last week I worked long days, too, and I usually have trouble getting stuff done in the evenings on those days. I'm hoping I'll be able to stay on track better this week. I guess tomorrow we'll have to go over and finish the cleaning at the old place, though, much as I hate to. There's not much left, though, and while I wish we were done now like we would have been if I'd gone over today, I don't particularly regret it.
In typical K fashion, I have griped about several little things wrong about the house but I haven't mentioned any of the good stuff. I mainly do this when things are generally very good.. the small things are just easier to latch on to then, but y'all are probably thinking that I have buyer's remorse or something. I'm surprised a little bit by the fact that I don't really have that at all. I kind of expected to, in that way you do when you sign away your next thirty years, but I haven't. It's a fascinating thing to suddenly have S P A C E to breathe, and to know that when you clean the kitchen, you're cleaning YOUR kitchen. As a matter of fact, the kitchen has stayed cleaner this week than it's been, ever, and we're making it a bit of a goal to keep it that way. It just feels so much easier now than it ever has before.
(You know, in the interest of full disclosure, I should probably add that it's stupid to feel this way now when we owned the trailer we lived in for over three years, too. There were somewhat extenuating circumstances that made that feel less special, though, like the fact that it was a trailer, the fact that we didn't own it for the first six months, the fact that it didn't actually cost us anything* and the fact that we knew all along that we were going to sell it back to my parents fairly soon and my dad got all freaked out at the idea of us doing certain renovations like painting the freaking wood paneling, which was something of a family drama because my mom thought we should be able to do whatever the heck we wanted with our OWN walls and thought my dad was being unreasonable. We thought so, too, but finally decided it just wasn't worth pursuing for the sake of family unity.)
*True story: the state bought the land that the trailer was on to build a road while we were renting it. They would either give us $1,000 to help us move, or they would give us $6,000 if we ended up buying property as a result of the move. So.. we bought the thing from my parents and sold it back to them when we moved here. Good deal, if you can get it. Also, sometimes people get kind of joking-pissy with us because we tend to be lucky with stuff like that. Of course, those same people who laugh about how lucky we are got to pay off their own mortgage plus put a significant chunk of change in the bank as a result of that same transaction, so perhaps their credibility is lessened right there on that situation. ;)
Anyway, the point was really going to be that it's dreadfully nice to have a house. Today I have been adoring my kitchen appliances. We picked out the fridge, so I expected to like it, but it's SO NICE and roomy! I am used to apartment appliances now. We were worried about both the stove and dishwasher, but as it turns out, they are wonderful wonderful wonderful. The oven! It beeps when it is preheated and there are timers and clocks! The real miracle is the dishwasher, though. M and I had constant discussions about how one needed to LOOK at the dishes before putting them away because half the time, you'd pull something out of the cabinet with food stuck to it and that KILLS me. This one? It gets the dishes clean! I am so not used to this! And not just clean, but shiny and sparkly and new-looking. I cannot put my love for this dishwasher into words.
M, on the other hand, is in love with.. well, the drawer beside the stove. Boys are weird.
This is the song that they played at my brother's wedding. It always makes me tear up when I hear it now because what I know now that I didn't know then is that forever, in the actual life sort of way, turned out for them to be a little less than a year and a half.
Today would have been their twelfth anniversary.