the countdown begins

we're moving into our new house in 10 short days. i can't believe it... after 4 months of renovations it is FINALLY time!

so WTF am i doing looking at what other houses are on the market right now?

i think i'm terrified of what we're about to do. i mean, we couldn't have gotten the house any cheaper, it is going to be brand new on the inside, semi-brand new on the outside, has a huge yard, is in a great little neighborhood and is within walking/biking distance to downtown.

but it has one draw-back... it is small. i think the size is finally starting to sink in and it is scaring me a little. at 940 sf, it is 150 sf smaller than our first house, but has SO much more character. it will be fine for the two of us (and the beagle) and even for our first child. so i think maybe it isn't that that is scaring me so much as i'm facing the prospect of being let down. i know this sounds insane, but i don't know what this house looks like or feels like in the summertime. that is critical for me. a house always looks so healthy and loved in the summertime. since we bought the house in the fall, i have no idea what it will look like -- what the trees will look like with leaves, how the air will circulate through the house with open windows, if we'll be able to grow a garden and flowers, what it will be like to sit on the back patio and enjoy saturday morning coffee or a beer after work. i have an idea of how those things will be -- and they'll be perfect -- but i'm kind of afraid of being let down. it has been over a year since we sold our house and it has been four long months for this house to be completed in the renovations. and i've been excited every single minute of that process.

life has been handing us a few lemons lately, so maybe that's why i'm feeling a bit anxious. a car wreck that totaled the husband's car the day before he left the country for work, maintaining crazy hours at the office (or bringing the office home), the stress of paying both rent and a mortgage until the house is done... the list goes on.

but you know what? just in the time i've been writing this, i'm realizing how stupidly blessed we are to be where we are -- we adore the city and state where we live, have jobs, phenomenal friends, health, family, a beagle, each other and now an amazing house. damn.

i guess i'll just go make lemonade and meet you out back on the patio.

me likey

*living,etc

stream of con-shuss-ness

here goes:

1. the contractor is driving me up a wall. he's the worst communicator in the world. the painters are doing a shitty job, the house has sat stagnant (read: NO work has been done) for days now and we're supposed to move in 25 days. Count them, 25. and that's not just a hope, that's a need -- our lease is up in 25 days. i'm irritated. well, insanely pissed is more like it, but i'll go with irritated.

2. paying rent and a mortgage at the same time makes me want to have husband run over my foot with the car. because i think that would be less painful. refer to point #1 to remedy point #2.

3. what's with this damn weather?

4. i went to the gym last night for the first time in XX weeks. yay me. it was awesome.

5. there's no way that my house will be the way i want it to be when i move in. even if you've renovated to the studs and started again, made a design board for each room and had it all mapped out, things change. my mind does anyway. i need to see it, feel it, live in it before making some of these decisions. it just takes time to decorate well. period. i need to remind myself that every freaking day.

6. i miss woxy.

7. i need to remind myself that i'm still young. but when i hear college kids talk about what year they were born, it makes me want to vomit.

8. my brother is great. people think we look more alike the older we get. whatev. we have similar personality traits, but sometimes i think he should be more like me and i should be more like him. you know, the best of both worlds.

9. husband of the year in 2010? mine.

10. i need to simp.li.fy. holy crap, i cannot wait until we are in our house and we no longer have to look through boxes for things we need.

11. the following would be an awesome scenario: me, husband, beagle, west coast, palm trees, sunshine, approx. 78 degrees, good coffee, good music, croissant, pool, beach, adorable bathing suit in a tomato-red that magically makes me look like elle mcpherson, stylin' beach bag, aviators, corally-pink nail polish, fresh flowers, pineapple from hawaii, perfect sun hat, clothing/accessories by milly, tori burch, kate spade, calypso and other equally classic/girly design houses, an inspiring book, lip gloss, spf, and not a care in the world. i'm sure there's more i could add, but this is getting long.

12. my meeting tonight was canceled.

13. i wish my cousin was fully healed like nothing had ever happened that day she was in the delivery room.

14. i wonder if my car makes me feel old?

15. this clementine is gooooood.

16. what?! 3:28?! already?

17. did i mention my meeting tonight was canceled?

18. damn, it feels good to be a gangster.

home for the holidays

i'd rather go brome for the holidays. so that's what i'm gonna do.














suck it, tradition.

December

WTF?

oh, yeah...

and we bought a house. built in 1949.

we're gutting, moving walls, freaking out, installing things, fixing things up, freaking out some more, designing, deciding, planning, mapping, stocking up on four loko while it is still caffeinated, laughing, crying (not yet, but i'm pretty sure it is coming), yelling, dreaming, partying. we will blog about the adventure. sometime. i promise. maybe.

let's do this.

dang, y'all

i'm 31 now.